Wednesday, January 30, 2008

sonnet by Paula

Paula wrote two very excellent sonnets for me. I'm putting up this one first, because it's about pee, and is, I think, precisely what we need on a Wednesday morning. Bonus points for making a rhyme out of "ass."

Ode to a Commode

She asks for prose that makes her crow and squirt

She thumbs her nose at toilet and bidet

The one who makes her tinkle gets a shirt

So who the heck is Robert anyway?

To put a lady’s bladder to the test

Is something I find freakish, coarse, and crass

But still I’m gonna do my mortal best

To drench good Moonrat’s literary ass

The measure of this task is if it sends

One pee-soaked Moonrat out for some Depends