Fall, Food and Failure Trees subdued on the brownish prairies Giving up green rich in life Crispy mild winds patting on the soft Dents in the field of patchy brown grass Fall unfailing the way to old and cold The pans are ready amidst the hype Wednesday is here waiting for turkey-day Stuffing or fluffing we have a murky turkey Deepened fryers ready to wreak havoc From the pan to the gut what? All that glut? Nan bread with humus chapatti gives way Forty-five hundred miles to embrace failure Fall was out but failed to give us our food For thought was that it can be done alone but Failure says here we are yet again We failed to plan but did we plan to fail? While fall reminds us to fall back on what would’ve We should’ve shoved this murky stuff deep down Battering with butter there is no gutter business Fried and baked these cakes are tough to swallow That fall brings us cold and leaves food and failure. -- -Laye ============================== "With fair speech thou might have thy will, With it thou might thy self spoil." --The R.M ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ To unsubscribe/subscribe or view archives of postings, go to the Gambia-L Web interface at: http://listserv.icors.org/archives/gambia-l.html To Search in the Gambia-L archives, go to: http://listserv.icors.org/SCRIPTS/WA-ICORS.EXE?S1=gambia-l To contact the List Management, please send an e-mail to: [log in to unmask] ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤