Grand Canyon

Walking by the close edge, I look downward - deep gorge, wide expanse of jagged side rocks. Huge cut made there by that river, I've heard. Show your husband; view will blow off dude's socks. Goats here like to climb shelves jumping stone blocks. Mountain lions stay in ghost haunts, they tell. Eagles glide the sky and prey on game flocks. Deep down into chasm I give my yell. " Real estate men, canyon seems a great sell! " Humor's wasted hoping staid girl might laugh. She's engrossed in Grofe's music, oh well. Suite sounds heightens view's enjoyment by half. I think latter I'll descend that steep trail riding moke on old path having no rail.