Winter Over The Mountain

Oh dear sweet Skouylkill county,

Where art thine snow plow truck?

When er' you're not around us,

The roads are all a'muck.

We slip and slide,

And Swerve and glide,

In many a perilous spot

If you'ld but plow

Ahead of us now,

In peral you would find us not

A Quest Completed

Forever, for she's the very best.
To her my love I shall invest
And therefore thusly ends my quest.
I cannot be at all more blessed,
With her I cannot help succeed.
Her love is all I'll ever need.

I'm Not Bragging

I do declare,
I am aware, 
I have the best
Of anywhere.