Early Portrait of Author at Work

A is for 'A'! Letter I

"I is for 'I'!"

As egos vie,
each gal 'n' guy
feels (s)he's the fly-
est person.
"'The Most'...?"
Well...my 
reposte goes "I!
If not, why ply
this versin'...?"

< A rarity: a pic of me,
le bel esprit N. Smithe-Magee.

A is for 'A'! Letter H

"H is for 'H'!"

     No 
taste, no smell...
nor none can tell
its hue. (Is't yel-
low stuff...?)
As H it's known.
(This table's shown:
the world can't own 
enough.)

A is for 'A'! Letter C

"C is for 'C'!"

  When-

ever youse 
would croon a blues, 
be sure to choose 
a Duke's;
     plus, 
guarantee 
its key's in C -- 
lest earn you stern 
rebukes.

World Heritage Fruit, Vegetable & Cereal Grain Architectural Sites in Verse: The Wheat House

I.
   Comes 
word you've ne'er heard of the house built of 
wheat.
     Pols and 
pundits who have even call it The 
Wheat House.
     Its 
tenant's a liar, a psycho, a 
cheat,
     a mo-
lester of women -- in short, a com-
plete louse.

II.
     He 
herds his "good words" into long-winded 
tweet-
     storms he 
Twitters most morns from the bowels of The 
Wheat House.
     Thrice 
wedded, he's pull'd an espousal "three-
peat,"
     though each 
bride "Blondel" beds proves but one more ef-
fete spouse.

III.
     Yet 
sleepers awake! Patr'ots take to the 
street
     to pro-
test this tycoon -- nay: tyrant -- of The 
Wheat House.
     Him 
(guilty as sin) they'll soon rightly un-
seat --
     less a 
man [plus his kin!] than a now-obso-
lete mouse.

IV. 
     Let's
do it! (A Weatherman's victory
sweet.)
     Ah-h-h-h...but
how...? Must we now this wimp's fam'ly with 
sleet dowse...?
     Or
hang his whole gang -- cronies, kids -- by their
feet...
     ...and dis-
play 'em across the South Lawn of the 
Wheat House...?

(More of "The Wheat House" -- 
including an image -- to come: 
a work in progress.)

A is for 'A'! Letter A

"A is for 'A'!"

   If 
I'd ID, ge-
neric'lly, __(blank)__ 
man, __(blank)__ plan, __(blank)__ can-...,*
     I'd 
jot an 'a.' (Jot 
'the'...? No wa-a-ay!) Don't 
say I can't, young 
man!

     * Possibly referenced is the 
famed palindrome "A man, a plan, 
a canal: Panama!"

A Is For 'A'! Letter D

"D is for 'D'!"

  I 
took the test (I 
tried my best) Ms. 
Teach return'd to-
day.
     What 
did I see...? I'd 
earn'd a 'D'...? I'd 
disagree: an 
'A'!

A Is For 'A'! Letters F & G

"F Is For 'F'!"

     When 
temp's portray'd in 
Centigrade at 
31 de-
grees,
     if 
'F' I write (for 
'Farenheit'), who'd 
not expect to 
freeze...?!

"G Is For 'G'!"

  Though
gravity reads
'1' at sea, in-
side my centri-
fuge
     I 
crank up 'G's (a 
prank!) by threes and 
simulate a 
luge.

Rhombicubocta-...etc.

"Rhombicuboctahedron ABC"

26 faces, 26 letters:

what aren't they good for?!

Tanish dye, Spanish fly: 

in the sky but hardly pie. 

The color of racial

justice...? 

Black Lives madder,

perhaps...?

What's America if not a barrel of bad apples. 

And we know what those do to the good ones.

"Boy, mash me a niblick!"

"Aung San Suu Kyi Sips Lapsang Souchong": 

say that five times, fast!

WHS: The Eiffel Taro

"Eiffel Taro"

   I got 
son'thin' ta 
say, mio 
caro,
     tho' me-
thinks this verse 
stinks -- like stale 
gar roe,
     and this 
rhyme can't vamp 
time 'til to-
morrow.
     List' a-
way, lest your
day end in 
sorrow!
     Who knows 
nil climbs a 
Kiliman-
jaro.

     Don't tempt 
fate! Best to 
wait in the 
far row.
     Why'd shy 
guys have you 
rise up so 
far...? Oh,
     cry not
"Why not...?"! Sigh 
"Bye, Eiffel 
Taro." 

WHS: Magnolia Plantaintion

"Magnolia Plantaintion" 

Here's a destination friend-of-blog KMJ 
and sister-to-friend-of-blog EWK should 
enjoy, having recently emigrated north 
from there to the Land of the Frite.

I confess 
to cessation 
of holidays 
Haitian,
of furloughs 
Croatian, 
sabbaticals 
Thracian.
Ba-na-na-na-
nation...? 
Nah! Now no 
vacationin'
exceptin' in 
Charleston's 
Magnolia 
Plantaintion.