Post by mfwilkie on Apr 9, 2012 12:16:30 GMT -5
A Tuna Sandwich for Plato
Ron Buck
I've thrown a tuna sandwich at you, if you can reach it,
take it. Give me your platitudes in exchange.
If you ponder the inevitable, which you will,
grab it and have a bite.
Then consider how slipstream and hook commingle.
A Note to Consuela
Ron Buck
Should I forget to rise, albeit,
sing again with morning light;
do not think about me, as the short shank
has released its knot.
Remember to water the aloe,
ignore the cactus for another week,
and toss the last, marginally fresh,
rib-eye steak on the barbie
before nightfall.
Light the citronella wicks.
Mosquitoes gave me the willies—
little blood-suckers.
Change out the music in the CD player.
Have some fun.
Feed the fat cat, and he'll take care of
the three-toed mouse.
Sorry, I forgot to pay the bills.
Ron Buck
I've thrown a tuna sandwich at you, if you can reach it,
take it. Give me your platitudes in exchange.
If you ponder the inevitable, which you will,
grab it and have a bite.
Then consider how slipstream and hook commingle.
A Note to Consuela
Ron Buck
Should I forget to rise, albeit,
sing again with morning light;
do not think about me, as the short shank
has released its knot.
Remember to water the aloe,
ignore the cactus for another week,
and toss the last, marginally fresh,
rib-eye steak on the barbie
before nightfall.
Light the citronella wicks.
Mosquitoes gave me the willies—
little blood-suckers.
Change out the music in the CD player.
Have some fun.
Feed the fat cat, and he'll take care of
the three-toed mouse.
Sorry, I forgot to pay the bills.