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?

Thursday, August 11, 2022

AAUUUUGH!

When Charlie Brown would tilt
his head back with a mouth
as wide as worlds inside
and holler:

“GOOD GRIEF!”

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was this perhaps a subtly-coded
schadenfreude allusion? A dog-whistle
maybe? Good grief. Did Snoopy catch
that plaintive aggro tone, and come
a-running? Perhaps not the best test.

Snoopy was abnormal, as dogs go.

Abnormal is extraordinary frowning.

Anyway, just a thought! Schultz was known
to be of German descent after all, and his mind
and work were beatifically steeped in a puckish
sort of winking misery (or winked-at misery)
(“whistling misery?”). I mean no harm
in any case.

Ol’ Chuck seemed more the subclinical masochist
to me, rather than subclinical sadist. Poor dude.

Good ol’ Charlie. He is and always will be the
Charlie Browniest,
in my dedicated page

of these funny papers.

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