A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Sunday, July 28, 2019

if only everyone

If everybody said McDonald's,
Burger King
would be up
fucking shit's creek
without a constituency,
trying to pop out whoppers
no takers. No buyers.
Crying and cursing the gods
Their stupid American dream
came last. When second place
comes, it's a little too fast
for the loser's chips
and buns, and patties
and everyone
could stop arguing then.
Once we knew who won.
We could then be one
happy nation of fat
and sassy again.

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