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49.04 Poetry by Paula
Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2021 2:03 pm
by shoeless.db
Flight of the Dodo
by Paula N.M. Jennings
Dutch oven sailors leaving
the Dodo to roast. To roost.
Too long.
Bonked on the head.
Thrown over the back.
Digested in the boil bucket of acid
in the stomach
Or, left to die.
Decompose.
Decomposed.
Because of the defensivelessness of the
Dodo.
Just as, like a metaphor,
the 2049 Mad Hatter Popes
Crazy from touching the god of shopkeepers
and travelers
and tricksters.
Should have worn gloves.
Or gloves that work.
Unlike
the 2049 Mad Plops.
Finis.
(editor's note: As of 4/7/2049, Sacramento is 15th in the Frick in zone rating)
Re: 49.04 Poetry by Paula
Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2021 2:29 pm
by Dington
Has my vote for Poolitzer.
Re: 49.04 Poetry by Paula
Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2021 5:22 pm
by tylertoo
- Is it too late to vote for this in the Caleca awards?
- Doesn't poetry usually rhyme?
- What were you smoking?
Re: 49.04 Poetry by Paula
Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2021 7:48 pm
by mragland
balls elude Pope gloves
there is no explanation
but small sample size
Re: 49.04 Poetry by Paula
Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2021 11:01 am
by Dington
mragland wrote: ↑Mon Dec 06, 2021 7:48 pm
balls elude Pope gloves
there is no explanation
but small sample size
Great haiku. I believe it’s just small balls in Sacramento that are the problem.
Re: 49.04 Poetry by Paula
Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2021 8:13 pm
by CTBrewCrew
Re: 49.04 Poetry by Paula
Posted: Thu Dec 09, 2021 11:37 pm
by Clayman
It had me weeping into my porridge, I'm just not sure if it was emotional weeping or if it had set an ulcer of and that was causing the weeping.
Re: 49.04 Poetry by Paula
Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2021 2:28 am
by Drew_V
Brava!
Re: 49.04 Poetry by Paula
Posted: Sat Dec 11, 2021 10:36 am
by tylertoo
There once was a GM named Shoeless
Whose management style was hubris
The fans, they grew tired
They wanted him fired
But the owner was also quite clueless
