WELCOME TO 'OH WELL'

WHATEVER MOUNTAIN

Let's take a climb up Whatever mountain where the wind doesn't bother to blow

The rain here falls harder as one makes the journey to the peak

The weather's so lazy it doesn't get cold and the tops of the chain are not capped with snow.

In other lands, in realities realm, ones voice would echo with each word we speak.

Carried across the 'Plains of Don't Care' is the places that sound should travel

'Oh Well's', 'Whatever', just couldn't care less. Not casting it's shadow on a land oh so bleak.

On the way up one could find caverns, caves, and dead bones to unravel

But, few things rot on the slopes of 'Whatever' and all is still, silent, and old.

Whatever's so lazy rocks don't even roll they disintegrate themselves into pebbles.

So it goes that the story goes on and the trail is for those who are bold.

Climbing the sides of Whatever Mountain to look down on the realm of Oh Well.

Off in the distance I see Dante's Hell and the beginning of the story he told.

By: Charles Poore