Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening
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Shaun Cronick
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Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening.
What's all that about?
What's going on there then?
Somebody's up to no good.
Struggling to carry something bulky,
Wrapped in a shower curtain.
When it's minus fifteen degrees centigrade,
And at 3 A.M. in the morning.
Not exactly bird spotting is he.
And he's also carrying a spade.
He's clearly up to no good.
Just like me.
Christ! Here comes another one.
Lugging two shower curtains!
These woods are becoming a tomb.
And that Robert Frost poem is so blatantly overrated.
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