It's worth it to acquire a yearly pass For visiting the San Diego Zoo To press your nose against the pane of glass That separates orangutans from you. While those great apes are peaceful, dull they're not, Their personalities are singular, And to the young ones certain skills are taught And in new generations they … Continue reading April 12: Satu and Son
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April 11: How Tweet It Is
The World Beer Cup awards are streaming live, While “Spring Awakening” has its Tweet night, And “Don Quixote” spectators contrive To keep the opera open one more night, As my best friend quotes “Mary Poppins” lines, Another, lyrics from They Might Be Giants, I understand from corporeal confines Technology delivers blithe defiance. Yet no-one speaks … Continue reading April 11: How Tweet It Is
April 10: A Vogon Affair
My uggerblat delivered me a note All writ in blagcious pildering, which smelt Of wholded cradgerous, inciting bloat Which plorped and made each vuvulation melt. Inveigling proopish fashigoobs with words Beslavering my varishing physique, And offering a plungitude of flurds If only I'd missuage his bludderleak. But when I folded up this fabberdink, I saw … Continue reading April 10: A Vogon Affair
April 9: Apostrophe Yes
Rhetorical device par excellence: How Your direct address fills me with glee! O Universal Cry when fortune daunts-- You all-important hymn of irony; Reduced in common usage though You are, To show possession and elided letters, We wordsmiths venerate You from afar, Considering ourselves Your humble debtors. One cannot elevate soliloquy So powerfully without Your … Continue reading April 9: Apostrophe Yes
April 7: Platinum Lining
It's said that silver lines the passing clouds, But science says this isn't really so- The water molecules proceed to crowd Resulting in abundant rain or snow. And yet the cloud has come to represent Encompassing depression should one fail, Which is its own particular torment, And sometimes feels like being hit by hail. The … Continue reading April 7: Platinum Lining
April 6: Undeserving
Who doesn't dream of cutting to the chase; Of getting to the callback sans audition, Or being the sole runner in a race, Or acting first, then getting your permission. Such loveliness as being interviewed For a position that's already yours, Is pleasant to enjoy, though it is shrewd To not take it for granted; … Continue reading April 6: Undeserving
April 5: Point of Phew
Of my opinions I am somewhat proud, Especially those I've researched thoroughly, So when I'm faced with one that's merely loud I'm tempted to engage in repartee, And yet, a yelling person doesn't care What anybody else around him thinks. As everyone is probably aware, Opinions are like assholes, and some stink. But even if … Continue reading April 5: Point of Phew
April 4: OW.
Even though I wince descending stairs As muscles burn from lactic copiousness Inspiring numerous creative swears That moderate discomfort does express, And both my big toenails have gone the hue Of Concord grapes: impacted, cracked, and sad, So walking in a thick, restrictive shoe Is really, really, really, really bad, And yet, despite the minor … Continue reading April 4: OW.
April 3: Ski Ball
It's said a picture's worth a thousand words, And yet a thousand pictures can't depict The smell of pine and flashing blue of birds Against the snowy trees. Words will restrict The shushing crunch of skis on perfect snow, The craggy panorama through crisp air, To paltry meanings of the words I know; Illimitable Beauty, … Continue reading April 3: Ski Ball
April 2: Backhand Spin
Some compliments are lovely to receive; Especially when softening critique, But other times it's silly to believe That some praise isn't nastiness oblique. If someone says, “Don't take this the wrong way,” You can be sure that way is what they meant. “I do not mean to insult,” won't allay The rudeness and will foster … Continue reading April 2: Backhand Spin
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