Brewding Poetry

 This poem has been added to my new blog along with other poems.  It can be found here.

"Why the Squirrel had to Die" 

  a response to 8in8's "Twelve Line Song"

A furry little thing

Perched on a porcelain sink

In a studio apartment

Sees the bubbling bath

Conveniently prepared

For the not penultimate

Ultimate plunge. 


The visions of the acorn

Famine of the fall of ‘08

And that tragic, twisted fate

Losing his feral family late

To the hunt for which a feline was born

Flicker through

His fleeting flea-ridden brain. 


He had been around

The circle of life

And saw the whole joke

The punchline

That came full-circle

For this old fuzzy friend

A freshly filled bath

So his life could finally end. 


With a last poignant squeak

He took the past-due plunge

Thinking to utter

“To be or not to be…”

But decided Ophelia instead

Had the right answer

To the question. 


The last molecule

Of his breath

Surfaced to the top

Unnoticed and well-blended

In this bubbly bath

From all but one,

A rubber ducky

Who went “quack!”

And wrote the 12 line song. 


“Some things are more or less like that.” 

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