shovel Q whoever'd appear to shovel the heap of snow from my porch tomorrow morning, the wind's all night sweep surely insufficient to overcome the frigid monumentality that has fallen here; whoever'd do that and then in all honesty, or at least understanding, whisper that underneath it all are tulip bulbs eager to make blossoms, whoever'd venture such a venture, would be treated to a grand cup of warm chocolate from my mind, my hands, my fingers, and my me with a butter cookie sugared hot red. 030204 ... Q whoever'd appear to shovel the heap of snow from my porch tomorrow morning, the wind's all night sweep surely insufficient to overcome the frigid monumentality that has fallen here; whoever'd do that and then in all honesty, or at least understanding, whisper that underneath it all are tulip bulbs eager to make blossoms, whoever'd venture such a venture, would be treated to a grand cup of warm chocolate from my mind, my hands, my fingers, and my me 030204 ... epitome of incomprehensibility I'm a bit sore around my left set of ribs and my back from shoveling snow yesterday. I think the problem is that I attack the snow, trying to remove it as quickly as possible, with exerted effort. Yes, I need to be at one with the snow and lovingly move it. Lovingly shovel? ...Half-assed assonance all the way! 141212 what's it to you? who go blather from