Sunday, May 11, 2008

Reason to Party

I woke up, did a laundry, made some eggs,
And checked the paper for the day's obits;
I'm awfully glad to say I got no hits,
So everyone's alive. Unload the kegs
And start the party early! There are pegs,
Round ones, in square holes, but somehow it fits
Our life: I write a sonnet, while Sue knits
With two cats perched genteelly on her legs.

How odd is it that half that story's true
And half is fiction? The poor cats are dead,
Today's obituaries go unread,
Knitting has never given joy to Sue,
But waking, laundry, breakfast I did do.
So — start the party early, as I said.


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