from 'These Fair Days'
Weather Appropriate
On Thin Ice
I come in from cuttin’ ice on the bulls' pond
wet from boots to hat
shakin’ like an aspen in the breeze.
Colt’s takes one look at me
and says what the hell happened to you?
I say what the hell do you think happened to me?
I broke through the damn ice
cuttin’ the damn water for the damn bulls
and I say it just like that and I say don’t you say nothin’ on it
and he don’t say nothin’ on account of he’s laughin’ too damn hard.
I reckon I can see the humor in it
but I reckon it won’t be so damn funny
when I have to tell Mr Stricker that his double-bladed axe
is lyin’ on the bottom of the damn pond.
Poetry by jim

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Written on 2019-01-30 at 14:52




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