Gershon Wolf Poet Monorhyme

How Quaint

     Ring the bell-hop, how quaint
     Dial the Operator? – Translate! …

     Western Union’s clickety-clack, now faint
     alongside the sensory lure of wet paint

       All of these ~ today, ain’t

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Kim Rodrigues July 8, 2025 at 3:26 PM LOL…and us that remember are antiquated, ain’t we?! ~ Brenda Starr Kim Rodrigues July 10, 2025 at 4:52 AM Well aren’t “we” humorous! Gershon Wolf July 8, 2025 at 8:32 PM 'WE' that remember. ~ Grammar Gargoyle

Terry Flood July 8, 2025 at 2:45 PM I guess we speak a different language today, GW. Fun way to confuse the kids though ;-) Gershon Wolf July 8, 2025 at 8:36 PM When in doubt, confuse 'em, as Red Skelton sed to say.

Hilda Greenhough July 8, 2025 at 2:21 PM You bring back a sweet memory in your poem. Gershon Wolf July 8, 2025 at 8:30 PM Keep those memories sweet, Hilda. Fall stop. ~ Western Onion

Ilene Bauer July 8, 2025 at 2:05 PM ha! what a perfect ending, gershon! Gershon Wolf July 8, 2025 at 8:27 PM And 'ending' all those things are. lol. Thanks, Ilene.

Line Gauthier July 8, 2025 at 1:46 PM a fun one ~ Gershon Wolf July 8, 2025 at 8:39 PM Keep smiling, Line. ~ Gershon

Andrea Dietrich July 8, 2025 at 1:04 PM hmmm, I still need a translator sometimes on phone calls I get. haha. This is really cool, Gershon Gershon Wolf July 8, 2025 at 8:47 PM Yow must still be 'ESLing' it, eh?