Friday, December 25, 2009

Don't Eat the Yellow Slush

I looked outside the house on Christmas morning
And lo, what was it that I soon did see?
A pile of slush that reached up to the awnings
White as white and wetter than the sea.
The weathermen were all sorely mistaken
For lovely, fluffy snow never did come.
I think I'll go outside and make a slushman
And add some lemon syrup and eat some.


Scott said...

Sloppy, slurry slush is my least favorite part of winter. Everything is so ridiculously dirty and there is no way to avoid it. That is one of the reasons I like it to be real cold; slush is a mild temperature substance.

W.B. Picklesworth said...

Yup, mild temperatures at this time of year are a curse. Ten to fifteen degrees is warm enough and doesn't make a mess.