01-01-2017, 07:09 PM
WHY Are We Stopping By These Woods On A Snowy Evening??!?
(with apologies to Robert Frost)
What woods these are I do not know.
We're nowhere near the village though.
What's the deal with stopping here
To watch these woods fill up with snow?
Certainly I think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between those woods and hey, a lake
And you know, it's getting dark out here.
I give my harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake;
Let's get back to the stable's heat
And grainy mash and alfalfa flake.
The snow is soft beneath my feet,
But we've got dinnertime to meet,
And miles to go before I eat,
And miles to go before I eat.
'plash
(with apologies to Robert Frost)
What woods these are I do not know.
We're nowhere near the village though.
What's the deal with stopping here
To watch these woods fill up with snow?
Certainly I think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between those woods and hey, a lake
And you know, it's getting dark out here.
I give my harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake;
Let's get back to the stable's heat
And grainy mash and alfalfa flake.
The snow is soft beneath my feet,
But we've got dinnertime to meet,
And miles to go before I eat,
And miles to go before I eat.
'plash