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Those Winter Nights.

Contributed by messrmarauder on Saturday, 16th October 2004 @ 01:45:38 PM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems



Those Winter nights give an awful chill
O' Mother Nature enjoys her thrill
Why, Joe McPoe
Was in the snow
Before falling down the hill.

All wet he was, was Joe McPoe
For he did fall down in the snow
Ol' Nature laughed
When Joe got bathed
And so to bed she did go.

When Joe McPoe was warm and dry
He turned his eyes unto the sky
He frowned his brow
And realised how
Exactly he came to fly.

Woke up did Nature, fresh and nice
Found Joe McPoe upon the ice
Though smiled she did
Watched as he slid
And fell down not once but twice.

He left the ice with aches and pains
Was gifted thus with Nature's rains
Scowled at his luck
Treading through muck
Ignorance Joe McPoe claims.

When next day came there was no Joe
No Joe McPoe to taunt and blow
So bored was she
No where was he
As years passed by she did not glow.




Copyright © messrmarauder ... [ 2004-10-16 13:45:38]
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Re: Those Winter Nights. (User Rating: 1 )
by UnlovedChild on Saturday, 16th October 2004 @ 01:50:26 PM AEST
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I like this poem because there is a funny yet more serious side to it. Good one.


Re: Those Winter Nights. (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Saturday, 18th December 2004 @ 07:48:45 PM AEST
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Poor poor Joe McPole
I can only guess he was buried in the snow
If not where did he go
Poor poor Joe McPole

Funny
Sinned


Re: Those Winter Nights. (User Rating: 1 )
by shelliewilliams on Wednesday, 9th March 2005 @ 10:43:47 PM AEST
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I had alot of reading this!!


Re: Those Winter Nights. (User Rating: 1 )
by shelliewilliams on Wednesday, 9th March 2005 @ 10:45:33 PM AEST
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I had alot of FUN reading this, ha ha!! Sorry about the mistake on my first comment:)




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