Tuesday, December 10, 2019

Verses from stories by Christine Hauser, JoAnna Klein, and Chris Mooney

Portrait of Christine Hauser
Christine Hauser



SOMEONE IS PUTTING COWBOY HATS
ON PIGEONS IN LAS VEGAS.
@christineNYT

We don't know who, we don't know why,
perhaps they drop out of the the sky;
but pigeons wearing cowboy hats
are strutting 'round like big fat cats.
The heavy rollers stop and stare;
the mob enforcers turn to prayer.
The cops don't see a broken law;
perhaps it's artwork gone Dada.
If I saw pigeons with a Stetson
I'd fly away like old George Jetson!

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SCIENTISTS DISCOVER SPONGES SIP
SUGAR FROM THE OCEAN
@nonojojo

A sponge don't have to wear a shirt
or a necktie while inert.
Perched on coral reefs, this blob
has an awful easy job;
sipping sugar from debris
that the ocean gives it free.
Freeloading from dawn to dusk,
it has neither feet nor tusk.
No eyeballs and not an ear
to discover danger near.
But then, who'd want to eat a sponge?
A goat would not dare take that plunge!
Nothing causes it distraction
from its diligent inaction.
When one dies, I guess it goes
off to Congress -- there to doze.

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GREENLAND IS MELTING
@chriscmooney

Like a summer ice cream cone
Greenland's melting to the bone.
All its ice is headed for
someplace on the ocean floor.
Soon the place will be as bare
as a baby's derriere.
Tides grow higher, flooding breeds
houses high on stilts and reeds.
Forget those snowballs down in hell;
the ones in Greenland aren't too well!





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