Friday, November 23, 2007

faux cow nurses real cow go figure


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the large wooden cow has been out standing
in its field for a few years now
from time to time I've seen calves and cows
nursing and hanging around with it
once in the spring years ago
there was a small calf cavorting in front of it
trying to get it to play
or make a move maybe
I keep hoping that some miracle will happen
like the velveteen rabbit
also that when it happens
that missing ear will grow back

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

thanksgiving prime rib



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when the animal settlers yearned to celebrate
when they had the need to carouse and party hearty
When the cats had that urge to meow
they got their favorite dogs and got down

later people called it the first thanksgiving
all the humans would dress up
like the kitty cat settlers and doggy dog Indians
it became a cult celebration

everybody loved it except the turkeys
some made prime rib the feasting choice
as a form of rebellion
and an alternative to their aching gout

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Zeb 'n Basto Pearls, uncultured beginnings



Sit yourself down and take a load off. This here's the beginning of a whole passel of drivel and swivel about a whole bunch of stuff.

First off'n, lookie here at this hat. You'll notice the peace sign from the good ole days. Peeps started flipping this to each other in those magic 60's. We did it to remind each other, to celebrate, to invoke - PEACE. Heck, we thought we had something going that would change the world for more than a decade, but we were plumb wrong. These days, if you take one finger away from the peace sign, you have - THE SIGN OF THE TIMES.

THAT's for you George W. Bushwacker!