February 11, 2018

       ~  February 11, 2018  ~   
 
    I wrote a wondrous winter poem*
   ‘bout winsome Olympic skaters whizzing by
      Eight years onward, I won't even try

   What’s happened to me? Why the malaise
      Weather warming's warped my brain ~ it's mayonnaise




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    *That poem is on page one of my roster of poems, near the top.
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Etgen-Baker Avatar
February 15, 2026 at 5:42 PM
hilarious
Wolf Avatar
February 15, 2026 at 7:39 PM
Thanks, Sara.
Sands Avatar
February 13, 2026 at 10:14 AM
Lol it is mayonnaise :)
Wolf Avatar
February 15, 2026 at 7:35 PM
And that's the just the tip of the iceberg, btw. LOL ~ Gershon
Jones Avatar
February 12, 2026 at 11:22 PM
Lol! Fun one!
Wolf Avatar
February 15, 2026 at 7:33 PM
HA. Just be grateful your brain isn't mayonnaise yet, Karen. lol. ~ Have it MY way: Ketchup mustard, mayo pickle tomato onion and shoelaces.
Dietrich Avatar
February 12, 2026 at 9:21 AM
Ha. That last word. Very clever
Lawless Avatar
February 12, 2026 at 5:18 AM
well put it on a sunset and savor its marvelous texture and color
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