I Like The
Idea Of Free
VERSE
Too Plain
Even As Day.
It's An Idea
We Could Go
Right There!
Make A Wish!
Or Wait For Later...
Maybe It's Free
Because It Wants
What It Wants, Lookee
Here... YOU'RE THE
!!!!!!CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE!!!!!!
*************************************
Don't Be So Surprised!
Or Cross Your Fingers,
Whatever You Want...
That's Why.
Tuhhh-Duhhhhh...
You Knew That, Though.
Right THERE.
Skip The Light Fantastic.
(Wait.)
-Gray Squirrel
06-25-2026
My aunt was a weirdo: she talked to trees, walked around the house naked and used to read me “The Metamorphoses” by Ovid and “The Song of Hiawatha” by Longfellow as a bedtime story. “Oom-ta-ta, oom-ta-ta”, - dactyl waltzed, pages rustled and I came down dactylic stairs into my personal Hades of dreams.
Beavers are in the Styx! Bison hide in reeds from mosquitos. Herds of wild mustangs graze on the Elysium fields. Red-skinned young ladies with asphodels in plaits listen to the story of Orpheus and Eurydice that the magic Willow tells them. Everybody's happy but Charon: Hiawatha* takes Minnehaha** out in his boat. But where is the son of Rhea and Cronus and his wife Persephone? “Lookee, lookee, - Olympus laughs, - who rules the netherworld now. Henry Longfellow!”
Time passed. I grew up. Other rhymes obsessed me. But every night, having slipped past three-headed Mishe-nama***, I go down into Longfellow’s Hades in search of my late aunt.
* The main character of “The Song of Hiawatha”.
** Hiawatha’s ladylove.
*** The character of “The Song of Hiawatha”, the king of fishes.
I'm breaking it open to take a lookee.
What does it say inside my fortune cookie?
Whine, wine, W(h)ine
All the time.
Like a spoiled brat,
You need to be slapped.
Is your confidence that bad?
you are always a nag-
Perpetually in my face,
don't you know it's total disgrace?
"Lookee me, I'm so bright!"
Man, it just ain't right!
Attention seeking freak,
you are plainly weak.
Step down from your throne
or you may just get overblown!
Pull that cob out of your ****,
You are nothing but a farce!
If you only knew how you are truly viewed,
Your false ego would be screwed.
If you had any kind of skill-
You wouldn't be going for exhaustive overkill.
A. Green
Martian Gumbo
One of dem Saucer land in da Bayou
Ole Boudreaux out huntin say "Jus who be you?"
Den he point him shodgun
And say "Lookee here son...
Jus found some green OKRA to seasonne my stew!"
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