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Archive for November, 2007

My plan – as follows:
Eat burritos for lunch, and
Blame it on the horns.

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Alone at the bar
An old man sits, comparing
Coors and Bud-scented.

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Gaseous Clay

A quick right jab, and
Muhammad Ali let loose
One below the belt.

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A Gentle Prompting

I had writer’s block.
My wife was badgering me.
Then a bunch poured out.

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Thanksgiving is near,
And holiday meals await.
Encouraging wind…

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Eighteen missing ticks -
The tape that Nixon erased.
Some tooting, perhaps?

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Spinach.  Basmati.
Combined in spicy sauce.
Scent of India.

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Reflections Upon Waking

As dawn breaks westward,
We greet the new day, blasting

Scented reveille. 

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For Art Linkletter

“I make fah’ts, daddy,”
The little cherub intones.
“Please say ‘gas’, sweetie.”

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 A old Styx fav’rite.

“Serpent is Rising” side two. 
DeYoung on passed gas.

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