Subject: | No Rush in Slush |
From: | Christopher W. Thomas (creatician@poetic.com) |
Host: | 207-172-227-65.s2.as1.dnb.erols.com |
Date: | Sat Jan 9, 1999 at 8:18AM |
Today the roads are slippery
Especially on the crests of hills
Where iced-over sand, glittery
Creates an unsure footing and instills
A sense of insecurity about the ground
For movement underfoot is unsound ...
So we must tread carefully at those spots
Or we will fall, doing quite a flip-flop ...
- Tristram
© Christopher W. Thomas
8:03am Sat. Jan. 9th, 1999