Poem of the coldtimes

just like two snakes
we like to tangle up together
we like to snuggle
in our nest in nasty weather. . .

we never worry
if its cold or even freezing
thats when we curl up
and really get to squeezing. . .

we like to wriggle
and wiggle in the daylight
or squirm and wrap around
each other close to midnight. . .

December 1996