1. Repost of inspo for a poem of mine, about a bachelor goose in my housing complex, who I noticed had begun minding an unattended [goose, I assume] egg.
https://twitter.com/MamurphyMaureen/status/855804116534267905
2. BACHELOR GOOSE
A poem by Moe Murph
A poem by Moe Murph
4.
The genetic war over, with an arrogant WHOOOMP of his left wing, The Victor kicks him a "bad egg."
The genetic war over, with an arrogant WHOOOMP of his left wing, The Victor kicks him a "bad egg."
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We see each other daily. Is he widower? His mate lost in fire? Phone wire? Someone's Thanksgiving?
We see each other daily. Is he widower? His mate lost in fire? Phone wire? Someone's Thanksgiving?
Passing him by again with my grocery cart, the solitary goose meets my eye, and we acknowledge.
That some of us are just better off single!
That some of us are just better off single!
I kept original verses where possible but cut and edit a few for typos. Thus puzzling formatting.
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