The lake house internet is dead,
And Frontier refuses to fix it.
They said nothing was wrong,
But I could only listen to downloaded songs.
But Fiber finally caved,
When my uncle found the fiber wires,
Scattered on the street.

the hill is a mountain, this time.

crimea pass,the road to llanrwst.

as we drove, i thought, i would
be happy if i lived in such a place.

i do, and so i am.