There once was a fellow named Beau,
who stood three feet deep in the snow.
The white was quite nice,
but he slipped on the ice,
and fell on his “what’s it” below!
(C) Copyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014
THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART 
LOL! Love it!
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