Who Needs A Door, Anyway?
Mark and I are looking forward to the next heavy rain storm, since we don’t dare hope for a multi-day thaw. And until one or the other happens here in New York City, we won’t be able to use our back door (which opens out) or get into our yard.
My two-verse limerick explains all:
Who Needs A Door, Anyway?
By Madeleine Begun Kane
Can’t exit our house from the back,
Cuz the door’s blocked by snowdrifts, alack!
We would shovel it free
If we could, but you see
We’ve no route to that snow we can track.
For the trail to that door’s through the yard.
And clearing that path’s more than hard.
For the yard gate is blocked
From inside, as if locked
By still more snow. Our entry is barred.
Tags: Backyard, Chores, House & Home, New York City Verse, Outdoors, Seasonal Verse, Shoveling Snow, Snow Poetry, Weather Humor, Winter Limerick
Sorry you guys are snowbound, but at least it led to a coulpe of nice limericks…Hey, maybe that’s one of those “green jobs” opportunities, as the climate goes nuts: Building rooftop escape hatches.
When I saw your title I couldn’t help thinking of Hillaire Belloc’s classic limerick:
I wish that my room had a floor
I wouldn’t much care for a door
But his walking around
Without touching the ground
Is getting to be quite a bore!
Thanks, Steve. I actually wasn’t familiar with that classic limerick. Good one!