Monthly Archives: July 2014

The Tansy Verses: No. 17

Weather girls predict Architects make detailed plans Critics watch and scoff Advertisements

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The Tansy Verses: No. 16

Are deviled eggs a metaphor? A few are great, but less so, more? Is mustard love and mayo stress? The yolk a thick, symbolic mess? If so, you’ll have to blame my mom. She got the recipe in Nam.

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Sweetness

Sour has its power, true, But sweetness fills its cheeks with you. When sweet goes out to eat, dessert Is you! I hope it doesn’t hurt Too much to have your face licked off. Your fault–you filled my sweetness trough … Continue reading

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There, Kitty-Kitty!

The cat on my chest doesn’t want to be here; She’s drawn to the two danderphobes sitting near. On most days she’s fine pinking veins in my eyes But she sees that my sneezes pale next to these guys’. How … Continue reading

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The Tansy Verses: No. 15

Tuesday’s child, so I’ve heard, Is full of grace, so it’s absurd To see you mope and hang your head Like woeful Wednesday’s child instead. You’re fair of face–a Monday trait– But you were born a day too late To … Continue reading

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The Tansy Verses: No. 14

Some far-off day, when cigarettes Are banned indoors (yeah, right!), regrets That mumble now may grumble louder… Face them down, or take a powder? Powder’s sounding good to me. ‘Bye, Terre Haute! Hello, D.C.!

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The Tansy Verses: No. 13

Yadda-yadda, something red And blue that rhymes. Let’s go to bed.

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