Feeble Snow Poem by Michael Arthur

Feeble Snow



I've never skied.
Tobogganed,
unless you count
the box our refrigerator
came in.
I've never went downhill
with three people.
Guess it's fun while it lasts.
I've got my mittens
soaking wet trying
to make igloos,
snowball fortresses.
Took a girl to a monster truck
rally. Gravedigger was there.
It was below zero,
she didn't bring a coat.
She had a ferret named Kenobi,
she had a thing for a girl;
kept her picture on the shelf.

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