ROLLY POLLI GOES SKIING!

ROLLY POLLIE GOES SKIING

It was Rolly Pollie's first trip
To the mountains of Vermont;
He had heard from his friend monty
That they had everything he'd want!

It would be quite an adventure;
He was excited as could be!
He'd packed longjohn underwear,
Sweaters and wool hosiery!

He'd never seen so much snow,
And could not believe his eyes
When he went to the ski resort
And saw the chairlifts start to rise.

They called it "Suicide Six";
Rolly thought that was a riot!
He saw some people skiing down
And then got rather quiet.

Monty helped him on with his boots
He had to stoop quite low;
For he was a six-footer, while
Rollie topped two foot or so.

On with the skis, and soon they went
To the chairlift for a ride
To the very top of the mountain;
Rolly wished that he could hide!

Bravely he got off the lift
And headed to the slope,
He was still working up his courage
And felt that maybe he could cope.

Monty went first down the slope
A-swishing and a-swaying -
While Rolly stood their petrified,
Or maybe he was just praying.

What the heck, he thought to himself;
I can do it and be done -
Then we'll go to the lodge,
That should really be some fun!

Off he pushed and down he went,
Slick as a professional skier!
The wind whipped through his hair
And he never had felt freer!

Then one ski headed one way,
And the other headed back -
Was he coming or was he going?
Then he fell down with a whack!

A funny little snowball
Was what he seemed to be -
One side had a mitten,
The other had a ski!

At last he was at the bottom
And sat there looking up;
"I can't believe I did it,
I deserve a winner's cup!"

Monty came to his side and
Helped him to stand once more,
Took off the skis and headed
For the lodge's open door.

Inside, they settled down
With a cup of hot chocolate in hand
The fireplace was nice and warm,
And listened to the band.

They talked about their writing
And how much they had to do
To make their dreams of publication
Somehow, someday come true.

"I'll write of my adventure
Here at the ski resort"
Rolly had to laugh himself,
For he was quite a sport!

And Monty, also laughing,
Said that he could see
Himself writing a story
Of Rolly Pollie - flying free!

Time to part came too soon,
But another friend had been made.
Rolly had to go meet Santa Claus
In another escapade!

Countrymom
12/21/02