A Stand for Louisiana



It’s quite incidental

The sun shines hot spice

When Ichabad was seven

He really seemed nice

But then came the summer,

The ice cream and cake

strawberries, blueberries, hot dogs and steak.

Mangoes so juicy and yellow and sweet

The mustard and ketchup and barbecued meat.

The FBI report

Provided contradictions

But the point of the matter was

Too many addictions.

The doorstep was narrow

Like a surrogate mother

It helped that poor Ichabad

Did not have a brother.

A chimpanzee maybe,

but nothing more nothing less

The natives reported

He left with finesse.




About Miranda S. Wrightz

I breath one breath at a time, like a normal mermaid.

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