Too Stunned

Too Stunned In the twilight, we had been too stunned And down someone had been gunned By Poetry Soup who had the croup After out sailing on John B's Sloop. As the crowd out all started thinning Knew this would become the beginning Of madness made to move a big crowd Over the edge for being too endowed. So if the performance had been a repeat Who would be willing to take the heat With all of my poetry being so traumatic Who would really want to raise a lot of static? James Thomas Horn Retired Vet and Favorite Pet