An Ode To Monarch Mountain.

And Ode to Morarch Moutain.

Oh-est bunnie hill,

You know my love for you,

Although you are quite steep and scary,

I shall keep skiing down you,

Even if I am now a little wary.

I'm sorry, oh bunnie hill,

For my scream that I tried to keep quite,

Although it was quite shrill.

I loved you more than Little Moe,

For I did not enjoy you, Moe,

Because you gave Craig a bloody nose.

On you I took a biff,

That later required Ibuprofen.

Pinball, you are quite fun,

Even if down you I did slide and did not ski,

But you were a great and amazing run.

But my favorite run of the day,

Was the very first run,

When I flew down in everybodys way.


Missy (:

Here's to hoping my poetry improves in 2012.