i've just stumbled upon Carmen The Oyster Shucker by this poet. i would like to recommend it to lovers of humor and (maybe) sexual innuendo. oops! did i give it away? unfortunately, perhaps, from the dates on his poems, i'm not sure if howard is still with us. i shall now comment (to him) on his poem and see if he responds.
The Mama Chung Massacre
Mama Chung wags her tongue with strings strung when spring's sprung
That Mama Chung with hands wrung schools the young past bells rung and sad songs sung
Now Mama Chung her flings were flung when swingers swung among the stung