(B/w line illustrations prompted by those appearing in Gorey's "Gashlycrumb Tinies" are on the drawing board: a work in progress.)
A is for Abe and his unfunded pension.
B is for Babs
with severe hypertension.
C is for Carl,
largely vegetative.
D is for Dotty.
Her mem’ry? A sieve.
E is for Esther awaiting a heart.
F is for Fred
of the flatulent fart.
G is for Gordon
who suffers from gout.
H is for Helga.
Her hair’s falling out.
I is for Ida.
That itching’s come back.
J is for Johnny. His stools have turn'd black.
K is for Kurt with
three holes in his colon.
L is for Lu.
Her identity? Stolen.
M is for Maud with
a face like a prune.
N is for Nick. Turned
100 in June.
O is for Oscar.
The man is obese.
P is for Pearl.
(Best to leave Pearl in peace.)
Q is for Queenie
who has to be fed.
R is for Ralph: "Am I better off dead?"
S is for Sylvie.
Can’t hear worth a damn.
T is for Tim.
Suffers flashbacks from Nam.
U’s for
Umberto. As yet there's no cure.
V is for Vince:
old…but still immature.
W’s Wilfred
whose hemorrhoids swell.
X is for Xan: Senor Singular Smell.
Y’s for Yolanda
who'll pass come the Fall.
Z is for ZaSu. She’ll
outlive us all.
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