Date: Mon, 6 Dec 2004 21:34:59 -0800
Reply-To: Mike Miller <mwmiller@CWNET.COM>
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From: Mike Miller <mwmiller@CWNET.COM>
Subject: Re: winter in a VW
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Once again, or actually twice, you have come up with winners. What a
literate fellow thou art.
Mike
On 12/6/04 8:37 PM, "Joel Walker" <jwalker17@EARTHLINK.NET> wrote:
> here's one for the aircooled folkes ... ;)
>
> For Those Who Take Trips in the Winter
> by Robert W. Service-Advisor
>
> Strange tales are told, 'bout the Winter's cold,
> In Volkswagen buses so true,
> When the wind's fierce howl drowns the tranny's growl
> And there ain't enough heat for you.
> When that very same wind is trying to bend
> The steering wheel out of your hand
> And your muscles all ache when you step on the brake
> To slow the Velocity Van.
> With the numbness that spread from your butt to your head
> 'Cause the feeling's gone out of your toes,
> And you're wondering where, in that junk pile back there,
> Are those warmer and woolier clothes.
>
> For the three hundredth time, you receite the rhyme
> And the reason that caused you to go
> On this journey through land made deadened and bland
> By the hands of Ol' Winter and Snow.
> But you arrive there on time, in the arctic-like clime,
> And relate to them all of the pain
> Of the bone-chilling cold, and the driver so bold
> To have beaten Ol' Winter again.
> Through the window you stare at the bus parked out there,
> Covered now all over with snow;
> And next time, for sure, you swear now to cure
> Those heater boxes down there below!
>
> but i like this one better ...
>
> Stopping by a Bus on a Snowy Evening
> by Robert Frostbitten
>
> Whose bus this is I think I know.
> His home is 'cross the river though;
> He will not mind me stopping here
> To watch his bus be topped with snow.
>
> My little bus must think it queer
> To stop each time we get so near
> To other buses that we see
> Parked at the malls or stores, like here.
>
> Its little engine idles rough
> To ask if I have had enough.
> The only other sound I hear
> Is wiper blades on snowy fluff.
>
> His bus is lovely, clean and bright,
> A pleasing note of all that's right.
> But I have traffic still to fight,
> And miles to go this winter's night.
>
>
> happy holidays! ;)
> unca joel
>
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