Escaping the Snow

Playing with Words on a Sunny Evening

with apologies to Robert Frost

Whose words these were I think you know
His bones are in the graveyard, though
He will not mind me playing here
To give his words a novel glow

A lot of folks might think it queer
To change a work that they revere
But I've no task to undertake
This longest evening of the year

They'd give their little heads a shake
And ask if this was some piss-take
But I would claim, although it's cheap
A parody's no piece of cake

His words are lovely, dark and deep
And thus respect will always reap
So Robert Frost in peace can sleep
So Robert Frost in peace can sleep

by Roger Berry

in Volume 3 Issue 2

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