Monday, January 17, 2011

Bleach the landscape...

The grasshopper falls bright green blot on grey
Grey under and grey above on a so short day
Naked trees lifeless green and the north air
Wind from hell freeze the bones lay us all bare

Pull out wool the therms the fleece
Get the logs light fire melt cheese
Hot choc single malts and mar-mallows
Too cold? No worry Use the bellows

Coat jacket cap gloves hood two pairs of socks
Sliding on pavement and slipping on rocks
Green and grey all turned white and you go Oh
Brick car lawn lake road all covered in snow