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Sunday, June 2, 2019

Dervishish (Or, as friend-of-the-blog JC's Brooklyn dad used to teach the youngsters: "Ersters'll sperl if ya berl 'em in erl.")

Ur's santurs skirl. One chap (no churl: friends call 'im Burl, the Earl of Twirl) dons skirts o' pearl. Tight folds unfurl to form a curl. Burl twirls; skirts swirl. (‘Twere me...? I’d hurl.)

“’Tis but,” says Merlin, ”psycho-neur’l.” Still, dervish, whirlin' gets the girl -- not urban: rur'l! From Russia (Ur'l)... a gal call'd Shirl. (This blather...? As per Lawrence Durr'll.)

New Prosopogostichs: Lenny Bruce

Not unpleasant to know…? Mr. 
Bruce,
one whose humor’s been label'd ab-
struse.
True: Len's gambols weren’t no Mother 
Goose
and Len struggled with substance a-
buse.
Yet the fallout from Lenny’s pro-
fuse:
Robin, Richard and George* siphon'd
juice
from the pleasant-to-know Mr. 
Bruce.
Of comedians, Lenny's the 
Zeus.
     * Williams, Pryor and Carlin et al.

Room For One More...? Eight Questions

Is there  room on Mt. Rushmore  for  Donald...?  Should its foursome of founders make space...? Is there room on Mt. Rushmore  for Donald......