caused the chasm
Of course I bow wow to tradition and open with some doggerel.
After all, April One plays the fool. I’m sure to ante-up the angst and anxious soon enough.
Besides, all the while I’m eye-rhyming, I’ll be peripherally eyeballing baseball on the right and politics on the left, and the last thing my puppy wants to do, in this warming weather, is watch me scribble in my new Museum of Modern Art notebook that Snz got me when she recently visited her little brother in the Big Apple.
I could run on sentence on, but I think I’ll put this número uno NaPoWriMo poem to bed, and go and rip and read some political wires. And did the Cubs beat the Mets?
If you’re going to poem April, the most important thing is to just have fun.