Poems of the Week

Prickled

by Ruth S. Baker

“Hedgehog balloons up to massive size after developing rare condition:
‘Balloon Syndrome’ caused a small hedgehog to swell up with gas,
which required a vet to ‘pop’ it
Fox News

Poor Bubbles panicked: up he blew,
A hedgehog-Zeppelin, until
A human ally powered through
With something like a human quill.

Yes, there’s a moral (everything
Allows a sage to moralize):
We sometimes need a friend to bring
Us back to earth and normal size.

Commanded to Go Commando

by Alex Steelsmith

“Norway tells conscripts to return underwear after service.”
AP News

Shivery skivvery
dutiful servicemen,
ordered to leave with their
crotches fig-leafed,

can’t keep their underwear
post-militarily;
every last one has been
fully de-briefed.

Megadose Disclaimer

by Chris O’Carroll

“Vegan mum claims she can boost her immune system to beat coronavirus by drinking sperm
smoothies . . . The part-time blogger consumes the fluid daily directly from her boyfriend
of two years, as part of a smoothie, or freezes it in an ice tray to use another day.”
The U.S. Sun

Let me commend your two-year friend,
A lad of grand profusion,
Who’s got the stuff, more than enough,
When he achieves conclusion.

Were I your guy, you’d have to try
For health some other way:
Put to the test, I’d be hard-pressed
To fill your ice cube tray.

Australian Open

by Mike Mesterton-Gibbons

Australia was open to the champ
Until it wasn’t. “Rules are rules,” he’d learn.
Served no exemption for a visa stamp
To enter, he hit back a sharp return,
Restoring deuce not on, but in, the court:
A judge decreed that Djokovic must be
Let in at once—despite no vax—for sport …
If only that were that! With this decree,
Advantage went to government, who would
Negate the ruling, after quite a lot
Of dallying: The champ no longer could
Parade the only shots his arms had got—
Emphatic aces, backhands, volley jobs,
Net-clearing drop shots, overheads, and lobs!

Christopher Key

by Shaun Jex

Christopher Key
Said, “Everyone, listen to me!
The secret to Corona curin’
Is drinkin’ up cups of fresh urine.”

Manchild

by Nora Jay

“Manchin’s $1.8 trillion spending offer is reportedly no longer on the table.”
CNBC

Don’t mention Joe Manchin,
That meanest of menschen,
That prime avalanche in
The path of subvention.

Elmo and the Rock

by Bruce Bennett

“Elmo’s Petty Hatred For A Pet Rock Is The Best Thing About 2022 So Far”
HuffPost

“Rocco’s just a rock!
Rocco’s not alive!”

Elmo shouts his shock,
shrill in overdrive.

Millions now applaud.
Twitter’s gone berserk.

Watch him diss a fraud.
Sock it to the jerk!

Le maître fromager

by Dan Campion

“Earth is at the center of a 1,000-light-year-wide ‘Swiss cheese’ bubble carved out by supernovas”
Live Science

Although la lune is not Swiss cheese,
Le clair’s a cheesy bubble!
Well, quel soufflé! (For recipes,
See books by Edwin Hubble.)

The Last Word(s)

by Alex Steelsmith

The ten phrases chosen for Lake Superior State University’s 2022 Banished Words List include
“Wait,what?”, “No worries,” “New normal,” “That being said,” “Circle back,” and
“At the end of the day.”

Wait-ily, what-ily?
Overused verbiage
banished? “No worries, new
normal,” we say.

That being said, we may
phraseologically
still circle back, at the
end of the day.

The Tree Snake

by Dan Campion

“Venomous snake found lurking in family’s Christmas tree”
CNN

This boomslang had the decency
To slither up the Christmas tree,
Much better than, though somewhat shocking,
Hiding in a Christmas stocking.
The serpent, readily beguiled,
Was caught and taken to the wild;
Presumably, with righteous calm,
It hisses there “O Tannenbaum.”

Critter Criteria

by Alex Steelsmith

“Britain moves to ban big-game hunters from bringing trophies back into country”
The Washington Post

Jittery crittery
threatened wild animals
greet the decision with
fervent acclaim;

those who don’t see the world
anthropocentrically
feel their extinction is
not a big game.

Your Attention Please

by Bruce Bennett

“Collapse of doomsday glacier in Antarctica could begin within a decade”
New Scientist

The “Doomsday” glacier’s breaking up!
Our time is running out!
The seas will rise and flood the coasts!
There is no room for doubt.

What’s that? You have to pare your nails
and do your hair by 3:00?
I’m busy too till almost 4:00,
but then, let’s meet for tea.

Just Or Bust

by Julia Griffin

“Group of women asks US supreme court to overturn topless sunbathing ban”
The Guardian

Bathing without our tops on
Is simply a woman’s right.
It’s nothing to call the cops on;
No need for distress or fright.

To tan like a man, or more so,
Is something our sex has earned—
This law’s like a too-browned torso:
Time it was overturned.