Light Verse and Nonsense Verse Ix

LIGHT VERSE AND NONSENSE VERSE IX Disconcerted by Michael R. Burch Meg, my sweet, fresh as a daisy, when I’m with you my heart beats like crazy & my future gets hazy ... The Less-Than-Divine Results of My Prayers to be Saved from Televangelists by Michael R. Burch I’m old, no longer bold, just cold, and (truth be told), been bought and sold, rolled by the wolves and the lambs in the fold. Who’s to be told by this worn-out scold? The complaint department is always on hold. Alas, Sir Munchalot! by Michael R. Burch You ate too much, your common lot; you munched too much, so now you’ve got a gut. Hadrian’s Elegy by Michael R. Burch My delicate soul, now aimlessly fluttering ... drifting ... unwhole, former consort of my failing corpse ... Where are we going—from bad to worse? From jail to a hearse? Where do we wander now—fraught, pale and frail? To hell? To some place devoid of jests, mirth, happiness? Is the joke on us? Keywords/Tags: heart, humor, humorous, irony, light, light verse, nonsense, joke, truth, future, soul