New poem written over a rough couple days

This Trail is Too Tough

We climbed up Roan Mountain, trees bent and all froze
Till forced to retreat and thaw out our numb toes
Howling north winds uprooted pines from the duff
But the trail we now take is proving too tough

We paddled kayaks in rain through the Misty Fjords
Among Orca with dorsals the size of surfboards
At night bears in our camp tried to raid the foodstuff
But the trail we now take is proving too tough

We hiked in the night over Baked Oven Knob
On wracked knees and sore feet, coarse as corn cobs
Up that Appalachian Trail you might have heard of
But this trail we now take is proving too tough

We camped with the alligators in the vast Everglades
With panthers and snakes and mosquitoes in spades
We froze in chickees till we had quite enough
But this trail we now take is proving too tough

We trekked in the desert, up  mountains, through trees
Baked in the sun then froze by the breeze
Sunburned and bug bit we laughed, “that’s not so rough!”
But this trail we now take is proving too tough

Twenty miles each day, with just bread left to sup
We’re long distance hikers, and we'll never give up
This trail we will beat in the end you will see
It is tough but we’re tougher; Toesox and me!

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