The rock atop a snowy hill
It’s covered in the ice
The cardboard boxes strewn around
Complete the scenes device
But what on earth compels this plot
There’s people on the hill
They’re dragging up a warm body
Was anybody killed?
It turns out this is sledding scene
Those down below are goofs
I’ve run into a couple friends
While out about aloof
And now we try to move the rock
And now we heave and pull
And now the group is joining in
With effort to the full
But then alas, though it did budge
It wouldn’t move tonight
And so we go back to the dorms
Until the day is light