Sunday, April 12, 2009

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

He ascended each hill and traversed each dale
He was fearful of nothing, not even a gale
So off he would venture, with his lantern jaw
And his boot firmly wedged in the SUV door

5 comments:

SandyCarlson said...

His cell phone in hand--
He seldom let go--
If a storm were going to take him,
He'd be sure to let her know.

Sniffles and Smiles said...

What about his trusty camera?!? Surely, he didn't leave home without THAT!

The Things We Carried said...

Surely the best way to feel such courage would be in an SUV. That made me laugh.

Shadow said...

'lantern jaw' wow, love this description

Eddie Bluelights said...

He held onto his wallet in case the gale blew
In case he got lost, his identity knew
By person or persons finding his dead body
So he wouldn't be left there on his own toddy.