Holey Moley Roundhouse Swing
(Something to Suck On)

ok so she goes she goes she goes up-
on wooden shoes with pink to boot in
another municipality, then back to front
a word to outfielder right after flyball

caught fast as tomb grants billies to
bobbies--shop safeway against me in
aspic and may cider seize rue, saginaw
--with a cape to flap by jaysus! but

wot's your shaw's paisan? Bells
ordinarily, glenfidich if beer's
offered (wine too, like cake)--so
very russet when a young blade

always splitting hares with cheese
omelets in our talionic cinematic daze
of fearless carrot sticks and oh how I
loved to cash your chips, red ruffian!

Candice Ward