Monday, 22 March 2021

NONSENSE VERSE


Spring 2021


It’s that dicey time of year

Ice chippers and shears

Snow shovels and rakes

Oh, for goodness sakes


Saint Patrick’s is forgotten

Guinness and the misbegotten

Disgusting sights unseen

Amateurs and vomit green 


Steve Miller or Marvin Gaye

Rhyming all the way

Honey, the natural fact is

Springtime is for taxes


Time to ghost Netflix

Get outside, pick up sticks

Scrape away the mange

Help the lawn change


Replant my Maoi head

In the front garden bed

Re-stain rear stoop stairs

Worn planks black as bears


Hoping soon to book a jab

Some immunity would be fab

A simple spring unmasked

Isn’t all that much to ask


A raucous night with friends

Just to hear their stories again

Like elation at a rock ‘n’ roll show

Look at that guy, go, cat, go


I know the light must fade

Cold cuts of winter’s blade

Everything happens so fast

I hope this spring will last                  


meGeoff has been your most unreliable, unbalanced and inaccurate alternative source of really bad verse since 2013. My novella Of Course You Did will be published before summer’s gone. Sign up for e-mail alerts from the Crooked 9, use that thingy on the right. 

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