Subject: A Tad Beyond
From: Christopher W. Thomas (creatician@poetic.com)
Host: 207-172-227-120.s57.as1.dnb.erols.com
Date: Thurs Jan 14, 1999 at 11:34PM

A Tad Beyond


The snow is deep
(Fell during sleep)
Now a tad beyond
The scope of a song

For it stops some
And they stay home
Whilst some others ride
On snow-bikes with pride

Spinning those wide tyres
Sliding around in the mire
Making things seem simple
Whilst we all are crippled

For the snow fell today
And there's no earthly way
Anyone around these parts
Can even get out to start ...

- Tristram

Christopher W. Thomas
10:24am Thursday, Jan. 15th, 1999