The living go whizzing
right on by
dodging the
puddled possum pie
Laugh if you dare
but he had a Goodyear.
He got all he desired
til he found he was tired.
He worked real hard
til he got tarred.
Is he playing dead?
Who knows?
Well, maybe the crows..
It certainly seems
they'll have him come clean.
If he's reincarnated
will he be a grump
if he comes back
as a speed bump?
This may be the most respect the lowly 'possum ever gets! Just passed a pasted one post-haste yesterday. Punny fun, Chuck! Est : ]
Haha..always the clever one Chuck...this peice is a gem...I love the way your mind works! ~smiles~ Tara
Call me old fashioned, but I don't usually find roadkill funny. This is a great exception!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You PUNdit (hey, is that a double pun? ? !) Your poetry definitely has a good mood enhancing effect. :)