I know that Summer Solstice is not the season, but this winter scene enclosure has a reason- to declare an exciting new discovery, of that mid-mountain vertical ridge and shadow along Market Street's plunging curve down the upper middle.
It's a kangaroo jump! That would threaten one's orbital re-entry and post-landing attempt at a balanced smooth recovery! From gelandesprungen catapult through springtime skies, with wild expressions in your eyes you'd get quick release while airborne from your hitherto screaming thighs, but subsequent broken leg screams might replace your sighs upon landing in that field of crud beyond where careening past that curvaceous blonde.
Your wild landing might send you flashing past her ever faster, then even faster, and you might even outlast her seeking ecstasy but would likely end in one of those crashes we love to see!
All arms and legs and skis akimbo, you sacrifice your dignity for one disappearing bimbo, while looking up hopefully you almost pray but get repaid by a sheet of heel-thrust flying spray.
You'll be back again someday to recreate a better end along with all of us, your widely scattered Mountainman friends!
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I know that Summer Solstice is not the season,
but this winter scene enclosure has a reason-
to declare an exciting new discovery,
of that mid-mountain vertical ridge and shadow
along Market Street's plunging curve down the upper middle.
It's a kangaroo jump!
That would threaten one's orbital re-entry
and post-landing attempt at a balanced smooth recovery!
From gelandesprungen catapult through springtime skies,
with wild expressions in your eyes
you'd get quick release while airborne
from your hitherto screaming thighs,
but subsequent broken leg screams might replace your sighs
upon landing in that field of crud beyond
where careening past that curvaceous blonde.
Your wild landing might send you flashing past her
ever faster, then even faster,
and you might even outlast her
seeking ecstasy
but would likely end in
one of those crashes we love to see!
All arms and legs and skis akimbo,
you sacrifice your dignity for one disappearing bimbo,
while looking up hopefully you almost pray
but get repaid by a sheet of heel-thrust flying spray.
You'll be back again someday
to recreate a better end
along with all of us,
your widely scattered Mountainman friends!
The End
Click Here,
and savor with a summer beer,
MBC
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