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Hello, due to creative exhaustion I have invited three parallel versions of myself from different parallel universes to entertain you with poems tonight. Please enjoy… Dave-2: The leaf drops slowly in the rain, Settles atop a fern’s broad frond, But here alas it cannot stay, A gust of the wind blows it on, Into a stream that rolls along. Dave-3: Plunging to a fern, The wind will not let it rest, A wet home awaits. Dave-4: There once was a leave that fell down, Could not make it safe to the ground, Got stuck on a fern, The wind, it did turn, Then in a small creek it was drowned. -Hey, that was kind of fun. -Yeah, but I’m surprised Dave-1 talked us into this. -Surprised? Why would you be surprised? -We’re all poets here. -I know, but, you know….a limerick? -Yeah? -Well come on, they’re like the greasy cheeseburger of the poetry world. -Greasy cheese—oh, like haiku is better? -They’re pretentious eastern crap, is what they are. -Oh please, anybody can do meter and rhyme, but brevity— -Is what failures claim when they can’t rhyme. - all you want, I’m a better poet than me! -Wait, you-me, me-me, or he-me? -He-me? -I don't know. 'Ye-me?' -That’s not how you use ‘ye.’ -Shut up, I have an English degree! -So de we-me! And you should’ve said ‘thee-me.’ -‘Thee-me?’ -Oui! -Stop trying to distract with word games. I hate it when I do that! -Fine! Fact remains, I’m a better poet than either of me. -Please, with a Haiku like that you’re no better than a free-verser! -Oh crap… -What did you just call me? -I called me a free-verser. What’s me gonna do about it? -I’ll kill me, you son-of-a-b!tch! (Sound of fighting) Uhm, sorry folks, this was a mistake— (Sound of breaking glass)…and shouldn’t have been attempted. Good night.
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