You went and started a poetry thread, well the dams broken, can't put the flood back now.
Snow boarders lament-
If only it wasn't so cold,
my fingers I can barely feel.
These lift lines take forever,
if only I could ride uphill.
These boots are big and clunky,
they clomp like wood and steel.
So much work for a little sliding,
if only my board had a Wheel.