Monday, October 25, 2010

Snowcap In My Eyes

Snowcap arrived at the store and the October winds followed post haste.
Poor Alice, her walks are foreshortened by the foreshadowing storm.
Snowcap's delicious like a fire that's warm.
Don't be suspicious, there's nothing of harm.

The winter is with us with a withering charm.
My eyes are forgotten, my arms are quite long.
I wonder where with us, the lags, they belong.
Snowcap's delicious, don't forget it is strong.

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