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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 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 2/20/2015 4:42:00 PM
Maurice.. On the floor, you sir are a riot! This work was such a WINNER!
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Date: 2/16/2015 12:07:00 AM
Maurice, Nice Rock me around the clock win. ~Skat~
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Date: 2/14/2015 12:30:00 PM
Congrats on your well deserved win in this contest...Happy val's day...
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Date: 2/14/2015 9:38:00 AM
Congratulations on your win,Maurice,a 7 Blessings and Happy Valentine’s Day Eve
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Date: 2/13/2015 7:59:00 PM
LOL that was one hades of a rip! LOL Congrad's on Your Win Light & Love
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Date: 2/13/2015 9:35:00 AM
Oh Armand I sit here with tears of laughter rolling down my face re reading this epic poem - many congrats in the contest hugs jan xxx
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Date: 12/23/2014 5:10:00 PM
Maurice...did somebody say that you rock!!! Read this entertaining poem more than once (introduction an' all) and boy, are my hands and feet cold!! Very descriptive, witty and imaginative. Well done...great entry for this contest. Malta will welcome you with open arms; at the moments sunshine prevails, but now we have changed to long sleeves...we too have a winter:), but nothing like yours!!! Cheers! // paul
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Paul Callus
Date: 12/23/2014 5:15:00 PM
...a 7 rating...and a fav
Date: 12/23/2014 4:55:00 PM
Hey Maybe We could swap weathers for sometime... Im dying for a bit of that bitc*y winter : )and wish so much to do snow angels Maurice : ) . A favourite..Not again ? : )Yep!
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Date: 12/23/2014 3:55:00 PM
HAHA! You are brilliant my friend, and your authors notes, I'm laughing so much right now. You are such a great entertainer! love your style my friend.! xxx
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Date: 12/23/2014 2:25:00 PM
loved the write my friend incredibly vivid imagery and lots of references to films .. by the way - i didnt know Paul was on holiday ... he lives in Malta lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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JAN ALLISON
Date: 12/23/2014 2:43:00 PM
ha ha ha - my Spanish eyes were deceiving me! hugs jan xxx
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Maurice Yvonne
Date: 12/23/2014 2:34:00 PM
Of course he does what's your point?
Date: 12/23/2014 10:08:00 AM
and I agree with richard, your top commentary was also hilarious.
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Date: 12/23/2014 10:07:00 AM
hahaha, it was for Rock around the clock. that was GREAT way to do that strange contest. I was wondering what had inspired this!!My own poem for that challenge is waiting in the wings till I hopefully get people to read my last posts!! I also love the title of this one and how you related it to the ending of the poem. Lucky Paul to be in spain. I would love being there right now. Is it a really super cold winter where you are? Did that help inspire this one too? Merry christmas, Maurice. 7!
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Paul Callus
Date: 12/23/2014 5:13:00 PM
Hi Andrea...Paul IS in Malta...but there is a town/village called Callus in Spain (seems that my surname is derived from there, though others insist that it's Roman!)
Date: 12/23/2014 8:27:00 AM
You Rock Maurice, I also love the commentary on top!
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Date: 12/23/2014 8:22:00 AM
7!! Cheers, Maurice, I truly got involved in your flow of words. It was a roller coaster ride. Blessings and Mary Christmas
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