Word Morph - Rain To Snow

I awoke this morning to the sound of heavy RAIN
Downstairs a lake had formed, oh what a PAIN
Off I went to fetch my mop and PAIL

Nonetheless, my spirit does not FAIL
I made a temporary gutter out of FOIL
(This weather will not take me as a FOOL)

Now I sit and dry my soaking FOOT
That’s black because I trod in flakes of SOOT
Which must have fallen from my stove’s air SLOT

At last the rain it has begun to SLOW
But, alas, it’s only been replaced by SNOW
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Reynolds Avatar
January 8, 2009 at 2:20 AM
Sounds like wuite the mess, either way! lol Darn mother nature and her morph's o' natural! lol loved it! Kristin
Moreno Avatar
January 7, 2009 at 1:23 PM
Nice job, this is harder than it looks...Raul
Winter Avatar
January 7, 2009 at 12:16 PM
You are the morph man for sure. Think I might chicken out on this one after all. So many good ones! Very clever Nigel. Love, Shar
Kelly Avatar
January 7, 2009 at 11:56 AM
Ya , You De Man , Mr. Morph ... Rain or snow , way to go .... Very clever word change in rhyme ; not easy , so , well done ....
Richards Avatar
January 7, 2009 at 7:10 AM
This one made me smile....so filled with clever frustration!! If it's not one thing...it's another!! Great job, Nigel!~ Love, Carrie
Higgins Avatar
January 7, 2009 at 6:04 AM
Very clever my friend..I think you have this form down to a science..hope all is well my brother..Chris.
Moreno Avatar
January 7, 2009 at 5:42 AM
Nice word morphing Nigel and thanks for you comments...Raul
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