The Grand Teton

They say the Owen-Spalding route’s exposed
An understatement as, of course, I learned
My prudence and my balls were juxtaposed
I climbed the Grand, and luckily returned
I’ve never been atop a bigger teat
I never knew a teat could be so hard
“Exposed” is quite the metaphor for it!
Her snowy, milky teat is avant-garde!
I understand why mountains are the place
God speaks to man when man’s inclined to hear
Such heights are so conducive to His grace
Exposed or not, there’s nothing there to fear.
To name God’s handiwork a “teat” will do
It isn’t crass, he makes the soft ones too!

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