Most of the time the future was pretty clear for her
It might not be the most exciting or glamorous, but it was predictable, just the way she wanted
So imagine her surprise when things started being murky
The fog descended on her future, and she was so scared she never took another step.
Orangey-brown tones enriched by scarab poop.
An idea that had to be renamed to be used by the masses.
Know what? Shellac is still pretty awesome.
How hard it was for him to see far into the distance
And that was the whole reason why he was there
Zany things were in the works, and he needed to know how it would pan out
Except the fortune teller was exclaiming that his future was pretty …
She looked into the night sky and pondered her place.
Perhaps she was just a gathering of dust on a rocky mote flying through emptiness.
It made her feel small and insignificant,
Refuse of exploded suns long since forgotten in the cosmic background.
If that was it, well, that was still pretty cool.
The fact that her ancestors were ancient suns lightened her soul, and her smile lit up the night.
“Nothing to do now but go up on the map!”
“Okay, but aren’t there polar bears up there?”
“Really you would have to go pretty far to get to those.”
“That still means there are a chance of polar bears. I would rather go south.”
“Have you seen how crazy penguins are? No way! Uh-uh!”
Bright eyed and bushy tailed was how they described her
Until that one morning she cracked and decided to punish their sin of sloth
Now she took their breakfast, camouflaged it, then hid it, forcing them to work for it
Never again did they miss a sunrise in her house
You could say she was pretty hard boiled after all!
Perhaps he pretty much was a slouch
Obviously because he never left his couch
Under that gut he had quite the brain I can avouch
Could be churlish and his taste quite louche
He made his money from selling his indoor poncho with a built in …
The path through the trees split around one prominent trunk
Reaching that point, I paused and thought which side should I take
At a quick glance both seemed pretty well traveled
It left me a bit sad since I wanted to follow Frost’s advice
Leaving me but one choice. I climbed the tree and my perspective was never the same again.
Dazed and confused
I sit here in front of my screen
Zoom to teach my classes
Zoom to meet with colleagues
Yet at times it seems pretty slow
Despite feeling pretty fowl
Uncle Daffy was out hunting
Couldn’t find a single deer, just a damn rabbit
Killing the bunny might have been satisfying, but they weren’t in season