Thursday, February 08, 2007

Winter Poem

Shit,
Its Cold!

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

My frozen zippy busted through my shirt
I froze my new can of Squirt
My finger smells like poo dirt

The Cheese said...

Thanks Brant, whoever you are. My kind of poem.

Anonymous said...

Just as good as Bukowski, and more to the point. And, as all great poems are, it's the truth.