Saturday, January 13, 2018

A Poem Unrequited

The mice knew first, the crickets and the small
Wrens, who muted their music in respect.
The Bigguns had no reason to expect
A coming, first or second, so they all
Went to the circus, laundry, or the mall,
To buy some smoke detectors could detect.
And then they bought a family to detect.
The beetles sang, We shan't shut up till Fall.

Somewhere the news was posted.  In a paper
Of general circulation, someone read:
Death shall have no dominion, being dead;
But he was only someone, not a shaper
Of big opinion.  Big opinion heard
Interruption and said, Shut up that bird.

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