Emerald Dragon Archives

Twas a sunny day

on the meadow

gathering wildflowers

between her toes

when the skinny freak

approached with

his ukelele

and crooked nose

He tiptoed through

her arrangement

singing a high-pitched

tune

until her ears

bled with crackle

and eyes atwinkle

began to swoon

She smashed his uke

upon both heads

and scratched

his eyes clean out

"Teach ya to

strum through my glen

a squealin

like some queer's

about."

She stuck daisies

up his nose

and cut his

filthy locks

and said

" dun come

this meadow more'

orl I'll clean yur clock!"