Two Young Checkers
(Rhonda) I’m hearing you Louise.
Ya know my son is still suffering from a (Semester Meltdown) because the (Federal Budget)
will no longer be funding a program for poets in residence. He said it felt just like they
slammed the (Gym Locker) door on his (Unwritten Book) called (Toilet Training). If I’ve said
it once, I’ve said it twice Louise, I saw him shed his (Last Teardrop) as he tried in vain to get
(Beyond the Moment)…
(Louise) OKAY, ALREADY!
So like I was saying before and its’ never been (Far from the Truth), everything revolves
around (Money Matters), don’t it honey?
Whaddya think Rhonda, am I right or what?
Two Old Baggers
(Ernie) You know when my wife asked me about this my nerves nearly got (Shattered)
thanks to her putting me (Under Duress) with her questions. She wanted to roast me like a
marshmallo in a (campfires blaze). Seems I had become the (Sensation on Second Street).
Some (Doppelganger) was (Slow Strollin’) on a (quiet morning) during this (hot July). He was
(in the Autumn) of his life as they say. I think he was in old (Dementia’s Grip) if you ask me.
Anyway, he kept humming to himself like he was (Lost in the Music) of something that was
made up (Of One Chord). I feel real sorry for the old fart, sometimes I can’t remember what
was said or comes next mself.
Whaddya think Bert? Bert, ya been there yet? Bert! Bert!
(Bert) Huh, Whaddya say, Ernie?
Musac Local News
In other news (Community Spirit)s were running high though many weren’t (Still Smiling)
over recent developments (Down in the Coal Mines) after the shaft collapsed in the old
polluted mine. Apparently no one was injured. For the long term a (black line) of coal was
clearly visible from up high in the mountains where only (an eagle) could have seen them.
Coal cars were spilling (Parallel Lines) of future pollution to be washed down the mountain
side. The (Forest Retreat) a once famous (Oasis) and Mecca for travelers was notified by the
EPA when the (river cascades), it rushes the polluted coal water into the ground water. We’ll
be listening to the coal company (howling) (in the Dog House) for screwing this up.
Father Gloom & Doom as we all know him, has just commented on this impending
disaster. “The wings of (Ordinary Angels) will be blackened forever with soot from burning
this polluted coal!”
Call lines are lit up folks, He’s talking to the Angels again.
“Whaddya think of that?”