Once upon an afternoon,
Half-past a frosty morn,
Fluffy flakes flutter.
Frozen smile so forlorn.

Flip on slippers.
Slip Slip around the floor.
Two feet flop toward the foyer.
Find the newspaper at the door.

Follow footsteps flipping fast.
Questions in quandary but never asked.
Doggedly prepare repast.
Mouthing motions may outlast.

The words which were wisely wasted,
are needlessly noted, cut, and pasted.