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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Once Don Willhans met a young climber named Tim
Young Tim ragged him just on a whim
Don took off his flat cap
There was a loud thunderclap
Saying nothing, old Don had jutht hit Tim.
--The Dales Bard
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climber bob
Social climber
maine
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there once was a climber named alex
who's style was fine like italics
he could keep his composure despite the exposure
and never end up in the talus..
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Fossil climber
Trad climber
Atlin, B. C.
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A dignified climber named Fitschen
Was seen scratching and cursing and bitchin'
He said, "This is no joke -
It's that damn poison oak -
It's got onto my balls and they're itchin'!
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Fossil climber
Trad climber
Atlin, B. C.
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Lucky you! Did he start you climbing?
Another:
Nobody could climb like Chuck Pratt.
Old timers will verify that.
He could on-sight five nine
With a gut full of wine,
While juggling three balls and a bat.
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GDavis
Social climber
SOL CAL
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There was once a clean cut boulderer named Daniel
Who made sex with his gay Cocker Spaniel
When along came Dick
Who showed him a trick
Now it's more oral less manual
-Shockley, illicitly stolen
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Though he'd climbed in Verdon, the drunken old frog
Never climbed in the Valley without humping a log
So when the old tree gave way
From the Arches one day
The only thing recovered was the hair of the dog
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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We were climbing the Arches one September
It was so cold, it felt like mid-December
It got much too cold
We were not at all bold
It was the worst climb that I can remember
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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When climbing with a Frenchie named Frog,
We came to the old rotten log.
He looked long at it
Saying, “Merde!”, which means “Shit!”
And so he penduled using a Clog.
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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There once was climber high up on El Cap
Who was so constipated that when he took a nap
Tied with slack on the ledge
He slipped off the edge
To wake with his britches all soiled with crap
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