Story Premise Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

What if all the late night comedians

ate something funky and suddenly over night

reverted to their third grade selves

and couldnt stop telling purple elephant jokes

and it became like a happy lite summer plague

and we all started eating purple cow floats

and were giggling

and the CDC was giggling too

and doubling over with laughter

and we all flew away in purple balloons

and even that couldnt be

turned into a disaster

we were having so much fun.

mary angela douglas 30 may 2023