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I let it describe the process of snow shoveling in Shakespeare style:

Hark, as the winter's frost doth cloak the earth in white, A task of toil and sweat awaits, a burdensome plight, 'Tis the noble art of snow-shoveling, fair and just, To clear the path for travel, a duty we entrust.

With shovel in hand, the valiant soul doth commence, Upon the snow-laden ground, with purpose intense, Like a thespian upon the grand stage they appear, To perform a virtuous act, without doubt or fear.

As flakes of snow, like sprites, doth dance from the skies, The shoveler's heart doth beat, with resolve that ne'er dies, With each mighty heave and resolute thrust, They banish the snow, turning drifts into dust.

Oh, the Herculean effort, the muscle's lament, Yet the shoveler persists, their energy unspent, Through freezing winds and bitter chill they toil, To create a path, a thoroughfare on which others shall roil.

And when the task is done, the pathway is clear, The shoveler doth stand, a triumphant pioneer, With Shakespearean grace, they proclaim their deed, A scene of winter's labor, a heroic tale indeed.

Thus, in the style of Shakespeare, the saga of snow-shoveling is writ, A noble endeavor, a testament to human grit.