the day was so hot, the air was like glue
the clouds they rolled in just as we neared
its just not as nice as if it had cleared
right when we got there it started to sprinkle
i suddenly felt the urge to tinkle
so i climbed down a rock and secured my stance
and took in the view while i pulled down my pants
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| Stowe Pinnacle, Vermont August, 2010 |
Danielle,
ReplyDeleteThe work here is stunning
The colours so nice
Your verses so cunning
I've read everything twice.
Here I am at my desk
Boring news to my eyes.
Then this blog came along
and brightened my skies.
Who knew that the Bowl
Employed such poetic bent?
('Specially since Fatty's
Been working for the rent.)
The idea is splendid
It'll pop like a nuke
The blogsphere's upended
(oh, and say hi to Luke)
Who wouldn't want
(I'm sure you'll agree)
To look at nice views
and read about pee.
I see in the future
such big things for you
but now I'll be going
upstairs to poo.