TACIT for 200 bars, I read, and
WRING my Bass Clarinet hands.
TODAY, it appears, I’m forced to
DWELL in the wasteland of military bands.
Author: Mike Crowl
I don’t like climate science anymore
SHUSH, please don’t
SHARE the fact that
SOLAR power is, in many countries, unreliable; such knowledge
QUELLS – and quakes – the heart of your average Greenie.
Fussy
ZESTY ice-cream on a
STICK is
GIVEN the once-over by the
GOODY two-shoes child, rejected.
Whoops
SNIPE at me if you must. If that’s the
WORST you can do, I’m okay. I won’t
REACT, you ding-batted, twit-brained,
NUTTY fruit-caked, chunk of codswallop!
Saucy
THINK the trend for the sauce is to
AMAZE. I’m amazed you didn’t know this.
SAUCE likes to think it amazes, so
TRENDy does the sauce think it is.
Muggy weather
COUNT on one hand the times it’s been this
CLOSE. That fan ain’t doing no good. The
BUGGY’s covered with frisking flies, the pudding’s gone all
LOAMY.
Hippo
BRACE yourself for a wall falling on you: the
HIPPO has arrived for breakfast.
BROAD north, south, east and west, he maintains a
GOOEY expression, in spite of his stature.
Oh, you mean, belly dancers?
LOCAL
BELIE dancers’ beads
CLINK while they – the dancers –
SAUTE dinner.
Root Canal
CANAL – the Panama one – cuts a water-filled
GORGE through the middle of a former
HAVEN, not only disturbing its peace, but
USURPing it.
Koala
CROWN of my day’s achievements: finding the weight of a
KOALA in our care. The other vets gave up, but before I took the
FERRY home, I managed to weigh the koala toddler, and not
SPANK the side of my head with frustration. Cute kid.