Work-a-day Pome (3/6/15)
Good thing about this job in here
is seeing books and drinking beer.
No, wait, that last is not quite true,
it's that the books are never due.
Oops, that is wrong as well, a year...
we turn them in by August, dear.
The good thing : that I get to see
ahead new books before they flee
on down the pipeline to the shelf,
and that is added to my wealth,
this endless list of books to read,
this intel-lectu-ally seed.
Now if I only had the time,
I'd read instead of making rhyme.
And then would be as smart as Graham,
with brain as full of words and RAM,
computer-like... No, more organic.
I'd be retired -- idea volcanic!
Secondary, Responsive Pome (3/6/15)
I wood, i should, go take a galk*
and gawking watch along the walk...
there are so many oddkins kids
all dressed as if their sense has hid.
The website says, "feels like sixteen"
to match their age? that what it mean??
I'll bundle up and galk, I must...
just hope the wind wood never gust.
That line! it make me think of Steve!
Windwood! Oh yes -- it's time to leave...
*R emailed me, playfully, saying “Have a wood galk” (good walk), despite the chilly air.
Word play, the most fun…
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