Tundra Truffle

Got a hole in the sole of my shoe

Pickin' fights with mice I'd rather sue

Huggin' the soil 'til it boils, embarassed

Tryin' to find out which god's the greatest

Lose the rug and pick me back up

The answers are floating in my coffee cup

Hurry before they melt away

Feed the rest to the starving stray

It could've been blue or lavender

But we forced them to surrender

Backed by handbags and daisy chains

So much work yet no labor pains

Here comes the avalanche on appointment

Douse your steel toys with annoitment

No need to shovel the fallen snow

Towards the silent gutters they'll flow

Salutes on the edge of victory

No reason to be contradictory

Rush off with swift oblivion

While generals watch from their pavilion