Londonesque

When the wicked winter storms hit New York City(and they are indeed wicked) I head out to shovel snow The wind - blown snow and the cold makes me feel as if I was in a Jack London tale He wrote of the wild He showed us how to survive the elements He ran for mayor three times Yesterday I saw one of hi books on sale that I have never read I'll probably pick it up He told his story in writing Now poets - tell yours!