It seemed as if the enormous journey Was finally approaching its conclusion. From the window of the train The last trees were dissipating, A child-like sailor waved once, A seal-like dog barked and died.
She has one good bumblebee Which she leads about town On a leash of clover. It’s as big as a Saint Bernard But also extremely fragile. People want to pet its long, shaggy coat.
Napoleon’s hat is an obvious choice I guess to list as a famous Hat, but that’s not the hat I have in mind. That was his hat for Show. I am thinking of his
The new ergonomics were delivered Just before lunchtime So we ignored them. Without revealing the particulars Let me just say that Lunch was most satisfying. Jack and Roberta went with The corned beef for
I swerved to avoid hitting a squirrel In the center of the road and that’s when The deer came charging out of the forest And forced me to hit the brakes for all I
for my father, 1922-1944 Your face did not rot Like the others the co-pilot, For example, I saw him Yesterday. His face is corn- Mush: his wife and daughter, The poor ignorant people, stare
A motorist once said to me, And this was in the country, On a county lane, a motorist Slowed his vehicle as I was Walking my dear old collie, Sithney, by the side of
Jim just loves to garden, yes he does. He likes nothing better than to put on His little overalls and his straw hat. He says, “Let’s go get those tools, Jim.” But then doubt