It comes and goes
when the west wind blows
and we're in the throes
of lake effect snows.
Jack Frost, the leader of my foes,
is drowning out my Ho, Ho, Ho's.
These ten little guys have surely froze;
the way it goes with popsicle toes.
Walt
Monday, December 6, 2010
POPSICLE TOES REVISITED
Labels:
Buffalo Memories,
Erie's Ire,
Humor,
Traumatic,
upheaval,
Walt's Vision,
Winter
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I've got frozen toezen just thinking about it! Good one, Partner. And thanks. ;)
ReplyDeleteM.E.