Lil’ Rubber Ducky In My Tub Poem by Joe Rosochacki

Lil’ Rubber Ducky In My Tub



NO, not exactly,
South Central and East Washington in Phoenix, Arizona was a site,
Not an archeological dig, rather a clean up,
A partial mummy was found, apparently the person died in the tub,
The person was never missed by anyone both day and night.
The world is full mummies not necessarily Egyptian,
There are Incas, Moche, Andean mummies where the climate is dry,
There are bog mummies that are tanned, mummies from Alps,
Mummies from the permafrost in the north without exception.
Boris Karloff may have played Frankenstein and a mummy,
But the real ones, many a crime across many geographical locations,
Across time and (crawl) space (and now tubs) amongst homes and apartments,
CSI would be forever busy with forensics, brilliant minds, and no dummies.

(2-12-2008)

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