By B.K.
Date: 2003 Feb 09
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Goose Feather Corgi Winter Walk

The trees are all wearing romantic white laces
The telephone lines holding snow snap races
The Corgis both laugh dance and bark
While pulling me sliding through albescent dark
Big flakes of snow fall down their faces
With their tongues sticking out to catch them in places
Corgis winter walking in their sweaters
And me in my down and white goose feathers
Wishing you were here to play with us too
Since you're not we're sending rhymed snow love goo