i told Al i had condensed his poem into a haiku as follows:
our tracks up the hill -
my long sweet life with deb
even as new snow falls
he responded that it might be more like this:
Rabbit ripped from life
Fox dripping blood
My love is not like that
this reminds me of trying to create a skit with HBA, best described in this:
http://xkcd.com/611/
Footprints in the snow
ReplyDeleteThe snow melts away in time
The footprints remain
the footprints remain ooooooo
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