Edna St. Vincent Millay and her friend
Rode the ferry from end to beginning to end,
Having bought lots of fruit which they’d soon give away
Once the sun, dripping gold, drove the moon from the day.
Exhausted and chilly, yet cheerful, it’s plain
They had money to spare — and to share — for the train.
Season Of The Pitch
I’ve turned my shrieking porch light on
And planted warnings on the lawn,
Plus zombies, skeletons, and more,
But campaign crews still find my door.
While I support G.O.T.V.,
I’ve voted, so please leave me be!
Groaning Up
Last time I went trick-or-treating,
Though I knew the fun was fleeting,
Had I known I’d not be back
I would have filled just one more sack.
Now I give my treats away!
Things were better in my day.
Too Good To Forget
This is where that couplet’d go
If I’d just made a note, but…no.
At Least They’re Home Early
My cows no longer dress in denim
Overalls. They won’t get in ’em
Even when they’re washed with acid.
Remonstration leaves them placid,
Just obliviously chewing,
Rarely even moved to mooing
Except in the coldest weather
Or to dis my patent leather
Cowboy boots. I bought four pair!
More bovine clothing they won’t wear.
This Is Not A Trick
How, in good conscience,
Can I subject kids to treats
That I haven’t tried?
Welcome To The Far Side
Once upon a time I swam
With folks less loony than I am.
Quick update, though: Those days are gone,
‘Cause Ironman triathlon
Has claimed not one, but two of them!
And they both beat me in the swim
As well as crushed me overall!
(I only started first, is all.)
Congrats to both, but not too loud–it
Might make my swim lane too crowded.
Blame Canada
It seems like a ruse
When they advertise moose
As infesting some states
When their dominant trait’s
Their elusivity
(Or it seems so to me),
But I spotted one!
[*Cough*]
Okay, one letter off.
Zoning Out
When I’m traveling west,
Though the daylight’s increased,
I feel cheated of rest;
I like traveling east
‘Cause it’s less of a test
Of endurance, at least.
In the end, neither’s best.
Time zone-hopping’s a beast.
A Walk In The Woods
Everywhere I go
Is someplace that someone there
Only ever was
