Tale from the North Country
As we crunched through snow together
In inclement Arctic weather,
I brought to mind an Old Icelandic song;
There’s a saga of the Viking
You need to heed when hiking
That “Pissing in His Boots -
Keeps No Man Warm for Long”.
Already you’ll be gleaning
A second, deeper, meaning
That short-term paths will, long-term, tu...
Thursday 17th December 2009 3:55 pm
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