Welcome

A carillon chimes the hour. The sun gives it a warm shoulder. She always works her own hours. Two deer digest, still except for ear flicks against flies and shifts to identify sounds. Blue-eyed and black faced, a long-haired blond feline assesses the day and listens to a woodpecker beat out a love sonnet on a wooden utility pole. Acorn treasure in mouth, a squirrel flicks a bushy gray tail and trots along a red-brick wall as two black and blue scrub jays hop across the green grass below him. A warm zephyr dries off forehead sweat and whispers close to ear, “Welcome to autumn.”

The Beer Loop

Devil don’t rhyme with evil

But mirror rhymes with beer

Their sounds like there but

Where sounds like wear

and both sound like ware

Which makes it hard to bare

especially if you’re a bear

Care rhymes with stare

which also sounds like stair

They all rhyme with chair

which only seems fair

But the fair offers fare

Which many are willing to share

Except Cher who gets scared

when Donna cuts her hair

Chris is a liar

Who won’t leave his lair

He stares into his drink

And thinks

Devil don’t rhyme with evil

But mirror rhymes with beer

*Inspired by Chris Rodell, who urges you to Use All the Crayons.

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