Monthly Archives: April 2012

Jack’s A Dull Boy

Script Frenzy Twenty-Twelve has gone Like grass from an unwatered lawn. My College Play was barely born And won’t grow up before the morn. The play’s not dead: I’ll finish yet (Take that as promise or as threat), But April’s … Continue reading

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Two-Wheeled Karmic Recovery Agent

Remember those toothpaste ads? “Only four cavities!” That’s me while bicycling: “Only three flats!” A ride without rapid (repeated) deflation’s Like Carlsbad Caverns without any bats. Not that I’m frustrated. On the contrary, I’m happy to give other riders the … Continue reading

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What Goes Around…

Accompanied by half the crew, Lieutenant Christian led the coup That seized the HMAV Bounty; Per the Captain’s own account, he (William Bligh) humiliated Fletcher Christian, which he hated– Fletcher, that is, didn’t care For how Bligh treated him, plus … Continue reading

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L’attrait de La Vie de Bohème

Art, Truth, Beauty, Blah, blah, blah, Free love– Wait, what? Free love?!? Aha!

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Delay en Français

Migratory snails en masse Obstruct my daughter’s path to class. The Tardy Office frowns in doubt As she describes the slimy rout Of obstamolluscles that made her Late, and would have made her later Had not one akarmic car Compressed … Continue reading

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Lectures At An Exhibition

Ask thirty different fellers what a picture’s worth, they’ll tell ya’ Thirty different prices, based on what they wants to sell ya’. Doesn’t matter what’s the picture which you’re askin’ after, Their answer ain’t so much an estimate as image-crafter. … Continue reading

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Quid Pro No

The cat and dog both ate their food And didn’t wait for me. How rude! Don’t they know they’d go without Those molded silhouettes of trout And chickens in a dusty clump Were I not here to scoop and dump? … Continue reading

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