Are there
aught that can can-can
while corn row'd…? Our Bo* can,
whose actions of late...?
Given over to...boinkin,'
which just goes to show
how our planet’s been broken.
* Derek, i.e.
Who can
Bray, "Hate-fill'd honkeys:
Be happy!"...? Glenn Beck can.
Beck's brews make Fox News:
"Dopplebunk in one's beer can."
What better to show
how our plan’s
badly broken...?
In these
circles of hell, tell
me:
"Where shines a beacon...?"
What comes with my scramble's
no
rashers of bacon:
such cola* just show: "La!
La planet's been broken."
* Per cola and commata --
i.e., through clauses and phrases.
What sur-
vives global warming...?
One boasts,
"Bot'ny Bay can!"
Glenn Gould's good at rags,
tho' Glenn does throw
some Bach in:
Lord knows that this shows
how our planet's bent, broken.
Howard's
hawk can't make honey.
Here's hoping his bee can.
Where's home run's first home...?
In New Jersey (Hoboken):
Such hoopla helps honk
how our planet's been broken.
Who
rows 'roun’
the Rhine
lettin' Loreleis beckon…?
Astraddle my
Schwinn,
like the win' I’ll be bikin.'
I'd
barter for cousins
but never would
buy kin --
all go
but to show
how our planet be broken.
There’s
bakin,’
there’s balkin.’
There’s bookin’ and buckin.’
There’s
“Back in!” There’s Bic kin.
There’s barkin’ and bulkin.’
There’s
Birkin the handbag
and Birkin the Jane.
All go
but to show
our earth’s broken terrain.
There’s
Balkinization
(there’s Balkins, as well).
There’s
brakin.’
There’s kin, both of bear and of boar.
There’s
Boykin the spaniel,
with damp-doggie smell.
Our planet’s so broken,
I’m sure there's lots more.