Weird Couplets for Ending the Year
Reasonable weather will come, and it will go.
Why weather does the things it does, who can ever know?
What’s the point of running when running’s such a pain?
By running from your problems, what do you hope to gain?
A newborn calf and camel are nuzzling the same cow.
Despite its humpy little back the desert beast knows how.
A legion of angels, if I should insist,
Will stay by my side until they’re dismissed.
I have no interest, darling, in dragging out this year.
It’s almost gone—good riddance! Do I make that clear?
More Sunday’s Whirligig #245
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Posted on December 22, 2019, in couplets, Pantry of Prose, Poetry Pantry, Poets United, Sunday's Whirligig and tagged camel, cow, insist, interest, legion, newborn, pain, point, reasonable, running, weather, year. Bookmark the permalink. 17 Comments.