Just For Fun

What do you say that we take a break From all of our old routines, What would it look like, how would it feel, Do we even know what that means? Of course, it wouldn’t mean I love you less Or my old love is any less real. Like say that I throw in a line in a poem That never repeats ending rhyme And let it just hang there, is it an error, A flaw in the fabric of time? What do you think folks? What if rhyme pattern never repeats Would that really bother our pleasure? Or might it enhance it and give us more time As we surf the waves of our leisure. Perhaps we could bottle it, sell it to those Who used to snort Coke for their breakfast Or just add some oil, a new kind of sunscreen That also kills bugs in a forest! Although some thoughts are flawed, Their logic doubtful, even carry an odor, They still give us reason for laughter, A savoir faire and still have some class To carry them into hereafter. For God must love trash (But maybe bright colors beguile Him) For it explains so much About what has evolved on our planet, Like Republicans, Democrats, Strange (*****) Tea party Folk, And lest we forget “Damn It Janet:” Dinosaurs supremely courting disaster! Though all of them are dead now, New life forms record their footprints In comical molds made of plaster, But the mystery remains to this day Of why some of these strange creatures Have flat feet and some feet have ridges. Brian Johnston August 19, 2015 Poet's Note: (1) A famous line from the cult classic movie "The Rocky Horror Show." Not to be missed!