Oh, the RAP model, so mighty and bright, A beacon of accuracy, in winter's white night. When it whispers of snow, it's always right, A flurry of predictions, to our delight.
While skeptics may doubt, and critics may jest, The RAP stands tall, above the rest. For when it forecasts snow, it's not a test, But a promise of winter, at its very best.
So let others doubt, let them all frown, But when the RAP says snow, it's coming down. It's the Queen of the models, wearing its crown, Turning winter predictions, upside down.
In a world of guesses, it's our guiding light, Especially when it turns our winters white. So here's to the RAP, our snowy knight, The best of the models, in winter's fight.