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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