Scribbles

Poetry and Nonsense Verse, Bulletin Board Postings

Escalators

Escalators are for me,
     An exhausting activity;
And although I’ve long admired
     Their design, it makes me tired.

They keep on rolling down and down,
     They never seem to stop;
And all the time I wonder
     If I'll get up to the top.

Ordinary stairs I see,
     Are much more my cup of tea;
But Escalators as I’ve said,
     are an invention that I dread.

They keep on rolling down and down,
     And every station’s got ‘em;
But no matter how I try,
      I end up at the bottom.

Snakes

 

home          music          press          letters          scribbles       links       archives       journal       email

site design by Ciderjane

graphic backgrounds by Jezebel