Comments On My Poem,
Frosty, The Pumpkin:
“Old Frosty is probably frozen,
And will be with you, until Spring!”
A.D. Member La Belle Rouge
“Hmmm, must be the genetically engineered preservatives.
La Belle is right though, ole frozen Frosty might be around a spell.
You could make a pumpkin headed snow man!”
A.D. Member Patrick Granfors
The First Snow was really magical
But a few days later, Second Snow
And this one, brought Arctic Winds
And a Wind Chill Factor, of 20 Below
My five canines still wanted to go outside
But I wasn’t as enthused, this Second Snow
I donned long johns, parka, and insulated boots
And now, we all ventured out, into Twenty Below
My five mutts took care of business, extremely fast
And before I knew it, all five quickly raced back inside
I stood there, surveying this frozen, Twenty Below World
Gazing at Frosty The Pumpkin who was still smiling with pride
I had taken Patrick’s extremely sage advice
I had fashioned old Frosty, into a Snowman
And there he now stood, out in Twenty Below
Still smiling, and looking so magnificently grand
“Better you than me, my dear old frozen friend, Frosty,
I think that I’m just gonna head back on inside, for awhile.”
“Not before you shovel all the walks and the driveway, Pee Wee!”
Mean Tall Woman had quickly robbed me of my Twenty Below smile
And now, as my entire body was very quickly turning to ice
I noticed both good old Frosty, and my mutts in the windows
They were all laughing at me, with demonic smiles on their faces
As they all now watched me shoveling snow, out in Twenty Below
©Second Snow 2009, A Frozen To The Bone, Mr. Ed
EDvard, Ole Brother
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Newfie Hugs, Rose
AM
That's why I moved south
No more shoveling snow,
I did my time in "Frozen Hell"
and If I were there I too would be sitting
next to your mutts laughing at you too
"it's spring time in Alaska, Its 40 below"
Peace be with you Ed
William
You, my Friend, remind me of the title of an old PLATTERS song - "ONLY YOU!"
FROSTY - the Pumpkin evolves into FROSTY the Santa, then -
he is morphed into FROSTY the Pumpkin-Headed Snowman -
then, he and the Mutts LAUGH at the 20 Below Frigid Shoveler -
whom Mean Tall Woman COMMANDS so well - BUT -
as a loving, caring, nurturing, sympathetic SPICE just MUST have -
subsequently WARMED you up with BODY HEAT -
Close Encounters of the NICEST Kind -
and then - ONLY YOU - just MUST have had ...
THE LAST LAUGH!
P.S. that's not counting her Giggling at your ...
peeeeeee-weeeeeee manhood !!!
Can't wait for the Sequel -
FROSTY - the Spring Thawed Automatic BIRD-FEEDER !!!
FELIZ NAVIDAD Y PROSPERO ANO FELIZIDADES! TK.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
We're at a positively toasty 36 degrees. Above.
Anna
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D