Sure the dwarves

yo-ho’ed yo ho’ed

through the woods

on the way to work


–but they took HWY 163 home—

less singing along to the radio, too,


Quirky was tone deaf,

Weary was too bushed,

Leery never knew the right lyrics in the first place,

and Doc had his hands full with Sneezy & Dopey. . .

Only Happy clapped along en route

–it was his drop top—

and that’s just what those mind states did

–back at the homestead–

donned 7 PJ’s,

and hit the bunks

right at 9:15,

and never mind about So Right

who was out the window, anyway,

travelin’ in the opposite direction.

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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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