Poet's Corner: A Twisted Cloud

Posted: Thursday, January 31, 2008

I had a stove with spiral chimney.

Jiminy! It had a spiral chimney?

Yes. And when the smoke came out of it

it twisted 'round the clouds a bit.

I stoked my stove with birch wood dry

which cranked, I guess, a cloud up high.

And busy as all clouds should be,

this mist it must have noticed me.

For when I went to do my chores

this crazy cloud cuts loose and pours.

My clothes were froze so quick they cracked

and I was glued right in my tracks.

My wife speed dialed nine-one-one

a fire truck was first to come.

The chief he knew just what to do

and stuck his hose right down my flue.

The cloud, it clapped, and zapped me twice

which vaporized the friggin' ice.

Then swift my buns in hot retreat

and in the stove threw incense sweet.

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