Oh, the freezing drizzle that falls / peppering a breast of new fallen snow. And I unite with what I know, am caught up in nature's jaws. A subtle breeze, teeth rattling freeze... forges a bond between hatred and malice; As crossing party lines reveals our broken-half buried chalice. / Oh, the indurate icy crust staged from these, and there are few if any we can trust to seal the value of our worth. Now a crust so hard no heel" can dig in - to save himself from sliding ... sliding off the face of the earth! Bob-
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well done
Ron