James Reiss

New York City, New York
James Reiss
New York City, New York

How Now Brown Cow

Rating: 2.7
was what we said back in New Jersey
when it was cool to like Ike and skip school

though truthfully brown Jersey cows
were outnumbered by black-and-white Holsteins

north of Teaneck when whole milk said moo
to rickety slogans that skinny was chic.

Nah, the Garden State never kowtowed
to low fat before Twiggy got famous

& Secaucus's pig farms shut down so factory
outlets could oink where hogs used to stink.

Strip malls built on landfill had not yet replaced
the acres of undrained salt flats

that sprouted with cattails like wow.
In Woodcliff Lake where he lived up the street

Yogi Berra joked, I wanna go to the bat room.
We didn't know if he meant Louisville Sluggers

or he needed to go to the john, but we knew
he was speaking in tongues & we said, Holy cow.
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
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James Reiss 11 May 2012
This poem's title is printed with a typo. The poem should actually be titled How Now Brown Cow.
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