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Wednesday, October 14, 2020

Runcibl'd Spooner: Self Reverence


Protestor 
with Staff

Spooner takes ‘world peace’
and makes a pun.
Whirl’d peas
     I piss translucent droplets.
Then I’m done.
Pearl’d wees
     Moral:
You’re in the loo…?
The joke’s on you.

Runcibl'd Spooner: Fowl Bawl


Protestor
with Axe
Manicur’d tract wherein
Tinseltown’s talent’s interr’d:
Park Lawn
     For three shillings sixpence
I'd hock Ralph Vaughn Williams’s bird:
Lark pawn
     Moral (A):
What doesn’t ascend stays put in the end.
     Moral (B):
If it ain’t broker’d, don’t Styx it.

Of Pontiffs and Potables: A Rhyme Spree

Each verse in the  poem  below selects  from two to four  beverages ("pick'd  poisons"), the  last- mentioned of which  is alw...