a mudder...
the river is ris
.. it's flowing from my roof
.....this snow's settled to slush
....... where's my water-wings
eagles are lined up
.. along all the ice-flows
..... lying along the river
....... fresh sushi is melting out
turkeys are trompin' in mud
.. down in the cemetary
..... chasing cats off their porches
........ in downtown Lostine
the deer are going goofy
.. 'cause green grass is showing
..... and their rumen flora
....... is all outa whack
a few more days like this
... and it may be pea-planting time
..... at least deep in the greenhouse
........ there goes my hibernation
-- r.anderson
