Hello my dear,dear reader. Today, for good or bad, I offer to you the following poems. I do so in the hope that they bring a smile to your face and a bit of sunshine to your day. Stash
Ambivalence
It’s hot.
It’s cold.
It rains.
It snows.
It’s windy.
It’s still.
Summer swelter.
Winter chill…
It’s March in New Jersey.
Stash
The American Dream
Cruising the offerings on my wide screen TV,
I chanced upon a station called QVC.
Like Dorothy stepping into the world of Oz…
I was dazzled by all of the things I saw.
There, happy hosts with plastic smiles
Were joined by guests and were ‘selling wild’.
It was like going to the mall to lose the blues,
Only from my couch and without my shoes.
A lovely apparition… one that could haunt…
There before me… anything I could want:
Spanks that flatten your chubby tummy.
Omaha Steaks, looking really yummy.
Joan River’s dresses that make you slimmer.
Emeril’s pots so you can simmer.
Shiny coin sets, both new and old.
Knives and swords to have and hold.
Cakes and cookies you don’t have to bake.
“Diamond” rings that don’t look fake.
Jeans that stretch, when you wear them…
Sewing machines, for when you tear them.
Flirty dresses and slim pencil skirts,
Chinese jackets, embroidered shirts.
Faux fur coats and Irish sweaters.
Energy drinks for the young go-getters.
Computers, processors… you name the appliance.
Camping equipment for self-reliance.
Bonbons, taffy, sweet peanut brittle…
Tabletop ovens, George Forman griddles.
If there’s a heaven, this must be it…
Wrong size? Return it, if it don’t fit.
And if you struggle with banking statements,
Delay the cost with three stretch payments.
Using Visa also helps to make life nice…
Good God! QVC is a shopping paradise!
Stash