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By snowman, 29 September 2026
That New Zealand powder
Dear sweet snow
The only powder that isnt up my nose
Its not baking powder
That sweet sweet H2O
In a solid frozen state
Even when it blows
I always love snow
That pure pure pow
Makes a man swoon
Even that slush on Whakapapa,
or the frozen slops of Taranaki
Whether its hard as ice
or soft as a cloud
I love that sweet sweet snow