Ode to the Ice (And My Frozen Assets) (We are without power in North Mississippi due to Ice, Ice Baby, 2026) The midnight ice came sliding down the pane, To freeze the yard and rattle through my brain. The lights went out, the heater gave a sigh, I watched my comfort wave a cold goodbye. Now North MS is draped in frozen grit, And it’s colder than a well-known witch's tit. I’m layered up like Dostoevsky’s crew, But even they had vodka to get through! Oh Ace, oh Fiber, hear my