Friday, December 15, 2006

a poem

With the Holidays upon us, and the days getting shorter,
I thought you all would appreciate this superb, evocative,
masterfully penned ode to the coming winter season.

So, grab a coffee, a comfortable chair, relax and

scroll down to enjoy the warm feelings and pleasure

that this wonderful poem will bring...


A poem by Abigail Elizabeth McIntyre

" SHIT It's Cold!"
The End

thanks Kim


2 fools said...


For a moment there, I was going thinking you had gone soft on me!

2 fools said...

SOmetimes my grammar is not up to par.

2 fools said...

Speaking of Coffee...

Has anyone else seen the "Fratalian" commercial for Dunkin Donuts.

Has anyone notice one of the menu items says "Himen Plu Cento"?

Ahh, that's gross.

Anonymous said...

teri says:

wow, the anticipation build-up was intense and then wham!

I didn't even get time to get comfy.

Zed said...

I think those 3 little words, "SH$T, It's Cold!" sum up everything winter is all about. Well done, Jen.

Joe said...

Ahhh, I noticed Dunkin Donuts and not Tim Hortons. You are staying true to your anit-Horton convictions Jen!

I drink only instant coffee now. Have been for months. Is that lazy or what?

Sorry for you east's 80 outside today. I know, that pisses you off. But like a spoiled child, I don't know any better.

Lynda said...

I thought, "wow, how unusual for Jen."

By the way, it isn't that cold here in Indiana. I went out to lunch without my jacket.

Anonymous said...

Dear Jen,

We are all winners.

P.S. I was hoping for a poem about me!

Moderator said...

You should make that into a Christmas card. I'd buy it. Congratulations on your Drysdale Award nomination.

Anonymous said...

Don't hate me if I tell you that we've still been able to barbecue ... okay?


Anonymous said...

I like that picture.