A WINCHESTER DAY
WOW clip, And now for something completely different; I tentatively present my first ever attempt at Winchester poetry.
An odd ode ... a tribute in rhyme ... a Winchester day
Rhyming disclaimer: don't own, groan.
A Winchester day always starts the same way;
with coffee, cold pizza and work far away.
Just don't be around our Dean's grouchy frown;
if you value your life, 'til the coffee goes down.
'Pala's got style as she eats up the miles;
Dean's chilled and contented; he sits back and smiles.
The skeevy damn witch throws Dean in a ditch;
Sam empties a clip when the hunt hits a hitch.
Then to the gloom of their crap motel room;
the brothers retire to tend to their wounds.
Healing the hurt, Sam's long fingers work;
the comforting touch of a bitch to his jerk.
Hoping that all of you along US eastern seaboard stay safe and unharmed by Hurricane Irene. thinking of you.