you know, they always chew their cud
and wander through the grass and mud.
She slept, due to the Beaujolais
had been too tipsy then to play.
But when she opened both her eyes
(she’d dreamed about those handsome guys) ,
a cow was standing very close
and, udderly, the thought arose
that…well, you know what girls do think
she sat up straight, forgot to blink
and shouted, though it did not rhyme:
‘Please gentlemen, one at a time.’
But she smiled with a nodand it doesn’t seem oddthat today they are tasting good wine.On the weekend there was a conventionit was fine and deserves a good mention.He was eager to dineand they did, drank some winethen he asked for their date an extension.When the moon went to bed it was latethey were standing,…
Her lips were too blue for kissingand a blue-tongue lizard was her pet.As for me, I ended up singing the blues.
and grind it up into fine dustadd to it nutmeg if you must.Some heavy cream and lots of honeytwelve beaten eggs (it won’t be runny) ,combine the lot and chill it wellthen take it out, but do not sell.And from the upper kitchen shelftake down a glass, and toast yourself.Your writing is a real pleasureby…
But snowflakes do not stay the samethey fall and turn into delicious dew.I’ll galdly land as snowflake on your skinbut would you promise me to hold me closeand when I melt to take me deep withinwhere I shall write about you, poetry and prose.
Herr Pastor wrote to say HELLO to all the meak,and wish our special group a Happy Holy Day.You see, it’s been some fifty years, oh yes it has,our confirmation in that church with all my mates,it was the time when trumpets prostituted jazz,and Germany was two-tongued, and in dire straits.He sent a photo of a…
if it’s two at a timewe shall call it a crimeand the perps, may they sputter and choke.Do you blame the young man (well who would) ,he was using a felt covered hoodto be shielded from soundas he slowly unwoundand he knew that the vibes were no good.As the night of the moon did unfoldhe…
