Good Morning Observations

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

A horny grey squirrel nearly flattens
me pursuing his mating
across Byron...

three morning maids

bustling off the 224

chattering through

the late September chill...

an angry honker flying solitaire
I guess gives me an eye
not even Medusa would criticize...

a sharp a*s blonde

buns pumping buds on
eyes lost inside the raybans...

three mutts on a leash pulling
a haggard mom along...

A kid in a green-hair zone

skeds past unimpeded by
the grey-combed dotterer

teetering on oval tine.

Ken e Bujold

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I really like what I call LIST POEMS
Really complete list
Seeing that blonde in Raybans
Imagery intact

BIG LIKE

well i see her 3-4 times a week when I out for my morning stroll, she's running, I'm trolling LOL

by way if like lists, then go read my What do you Read, there's a list

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Added on September 21, 2022
Last Updated on September 21, 2022

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