The Bard of Sherman Avenue

Pigeon At The Airport

How cheerful is that little pigeon,

although his brain is but a smidgeon;

to fly, he needs no TSA --

he’s luckier than I today.

Treasury Appoints Pay Czar

Should we be pleased

or we be sad

to have more czars

than Russia had?

More Regulation, Please

Great clouds of pollen fill the breeze

and innocents now cough and sneeze;

from tiny babe to world war vet,

the throat is raw, the eye is wet.

Enough, I say, it’s gone too far --

this nation needs a Pollen Czar.

Fertilizer Lament

The lawn is lovely,

green and sleek,

but now I mow it

twice a week.

Sloths

Quite upside down they lounge in trees

in laid back places like Belize

and seldom do they fret or worry

because they’re never in a hurry:

a sloth who chews a leaf today

could still be chewing it next May.

Reflections On a Tofu Entrée

The nutrients

are rich and rare,

and yet it’s much

like chewing air.

Montana Public Health Notice

To guard your health

from flu and grippe,

don’t kiss your swine

upon the lip.

Spring Is Now Official

In warm April sun

while birds sweetly sing,

there -- on that tulip --

the first slug of spring.

September Won’t Be The Same

To part with friends will

ever sadden:

good luck and thank you,

big John Madden.

Pothole

The day was fine, the weather fair,

when first I saw a pothole there.

The next time that I drove the route

I noticed there were two about.

A few weeks on, I passed again

and then I counted nine or ten.

 

The months flew by, for time is fleet:

now there’s more hole than there is street.