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Follow the Bouncing Ball
She dresses the land down in a virginal bridal gown  a masterfully cut and sewn chenille  shines brightly with a fine crystal appeal Her assistants work quite diligently to add special touches and then flee they decorated the mountain peaks  using all their white glitter techniques  beat beat beat beat pause  one small step to the side As an observer... your feet quake in their shoes your body heat quits without notice your nerve endings are on edge your common sense walks out the door  listen A little girl tells her mother " Mom look big, fat, snowflakes" they are Brave  you look out at winter unmoved she looks right back at you with a chilling icy stare  freezes the turkey in the oven - to the bone. she exhales a wispy sigh by her royal blue decree a below zero degree. she is brutal, my oh my! beat beat beat  pause another step to the side Back to all the children lean Back to younger than nineteen Back to those in their twenties Those were my best years, twenties Back to men and women below fifty don't know why but they look happy Skates are sharpened Skis brought out of storage You can hear the sound of coats,  Zippers being pulled to up above the neck Sounds of thick socks and scarfs  walking out of cedar drawers. Toboggans racing down hills Kids right behind them wondering why their sliding on their own butts Trying to catch their brand new ride. Snowboarders execute their killer moves no judge no jury it's all 'bout the grooves beat  pause here's where this poem  steers off the beaten path  so hold your breath beat beat beat          beat beat here we go  with the flow Winter has arrived,  beat oh sh~t here we go My God  Winter  Has Arrived This woman is far from shy She with that dry ice heart  That woman will cut you open With the chill of her breath That's right Dorothy  were not in Kansas anymore  This Witch is East, West, North, South WICKED! We're not even in Oz this Witch is spelled with a  B and she's got a hell of an itch, if you catch my drift I preferred her father he was kind compared to her since she took his place minus forty is a warm day she dresses in winter white but the Grinches  coal black heart at least had some life in it, this women is down the toilet with her potty mouth her heart is frozen solid Dead! Bad! and Beyond! With her there is no such thing as a thaw even her brother was occasionally warm Not her she'll shrink your willy  from ten to two inches long (who the heck is willy, should we free him?) Don't test her she is far from tame She'll freeze your flesh, use your frozen balls as ice cubes for her one hundred and forty proof vodka. Laugh in your face as she downs her drink. Then gargle with your family jewels. Ever notice how you never see the Devil  at the peak of winter, even he fears her She froze off the tip off one of his horns When they were kids and not a thing he could do She's family - hands off - if you know what I mean There has to be honor in a house of thieves Winter is here and it's frikkin cold she'll drop six feet of the white sh~t in a single go hhhhang onnnn back to some sanity let's end this with some bullsh~t poetic beauty Did I mention Ontario's Niagara On The Lake Did I mention Ice Wine and tasty Frosted Cake hang on to your pants beat beat beat beat beat beat here goes During the christmas holidays you  have to go to the Falls, what a venue Niagara Falls itself is quite amazing The powerful lights they shine blazing Against the thundering waters rushing Like the results of an artist's airbrushing The Festival of Lights is also worth perusing  It is a path you follow in your car just cruising We follow it up with Montreal every year It is a long tiring ride but we're finally here It's a New Year - all the land is aglow Voices of children playing in the snow  Sculptures for the festivities come to life Lights shine- with colors bright - people rife With enthusiasm for The Festival Of Ice A family event in this winter paradise beat beat beat once last walk  on the wwwwwwild sssssssside A Winter Paradise? pahh! The B~~ch  gargled with  Your Gonads in her mouth She used them as ice cubes Who DOES that? Yes this is a chilling ending  but an ending all the same you all come back now you hear? The End! beat beat  and now the refrain beat Come on Manuel it's back to the igloo with us. (Now why did I say that in my John Cleese  Voice.There's Something Faulty  there. The man Towers above me) No Senior this winter thing She is not working out for me You stay if you like, I am visiting my friend in Malta... ...Paul Callus! 12~23~2014 Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper Contest Name: Rock Me Around the Clock or Rock Me to Sleep--Rhythm Poems
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