Cutting Room Floor Poems - 7
California Pride
From San Francisco to Sauselito,
I transported a steaming hot burrito.
I have to Golden Gate to thank -
but for that bridge, I would have sank.
My brain is back in boxing form.
What? You think it's not norm-
al for a man to boast
from the California coast?
Sauselito
Sauselito has every vowel - neato!
Passive Aggression
Welcome to my house to dine,
fresh lemonade or turpentine?
Turpentine my beloved twit,
but I'll switch glasses when I see fit.
Van Gogh's Decoherence
Van Gogh's eyes were sensitive and keen.
When he painted a pastoral scene,
his ear picked up interference
and suffered impulsive decoherence.
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