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Dec 2018
Franzie, the monkey in the tree
Can’t see me
But then again, he’s not looking

Unnamed and uncounted millions of bees
traveling in a big dark cloud
Are buzzing too loud
I would tell them but they are not listening

Henry, the biggest pig in the pen
Is laughing and joking with his friends
Waiting to be fed

Tex the dog sitting on the log
Is barking at a frog
The frog barks back

A random bird is skirting on the breeze
But the second mouse gets the cheese
There’s a lesson in that

Yodel, my owl’s mood is foul
One of many reasons for his scowl
The late night flight was tiring

Vaca, my cow is studying a new method for chewing cud
He is not in a hurry  - his life is good
Plus the pasture is verdant green and full

The rhyme in me mind goes on and on
The light in me window says here comes dawn
Tired over and hung out
Here comes sleep
Puro nonsense ala Ogden Nash ; monitor pain medication ; take a nap until sanity rebounds ; surf pornhub.com ; get in a few minutes of meditation ; go for a walk ; do the wash ; write some more ; make a turkey burger ; smoke a cigar ; are all otherwise choices hampered until this poem was released to the ethers
Written by
van Young  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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