WAXING GIBBOUS
She's waxing gibbous like the moon
On nano-matters picayune,
Her stellar poppycock platoon
Is out en force this afternoon,
Inspecting each spermatozoon,
An inventory none too soon,
Preparing for the great monsoon
Within her brimming silver spoon,
The howling wind her favored tune
To crack the peaceful night's cocoon
And cause the lunar gods to swoon.
D. Edgar Lamp
www.TheDailyPoem.org #3
Monorhyme
Sunday, November 7, 2010
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