During my childhood, when it snowed, my late father several times recited to us a little poem he had been taught as a child in school. He didn’t specify what grade, but based on the subject matter and simplicity, my guess would be unlikely to be higher than third grade. And going by his age, this was very likely right around a hundred years ago, and he spent his whole childhood in Iowa, if you think that might matter.
Unfortunately I can only remember the first two lines, the last couple of words, and the overall sense – and it nags at me. I’ve attempted to google it many times with what I know, with no success.
Here’s what I have:
I have a snowplow airplane,
It goes a mile a minute.
Then the missing line(s) missing come, with the final words being “already in it.”
The (non)sense being you can fly around in this plane and when the snow falls the streets and sidewalks are already cleared from snow.
Complications: I only ever heard it, so I don’t know if it’s “airplane” or “aeroplane” and maybe it’s “snow plow” vs “snowplow”.
All my searches return multiple pages about some famous math puzzles about how much/how fast a snowplow can plow or tons of cites about how to fix various snowplow/snowblower problems – even when I exclude ‘math’ and ‘problem’ (though maybe I’m doing that wrong? - and make the very first search term ‘poem’. Hrumph.
We’ve got lots of, um, well aged people here. Anyone happen to have been told this poem? Or just have much better google skills than me?