Halloween Is Not Just For

Halloween is not just for each costume-clad kid;

it also calls forth the treacherous Do-Does-Did.

He is a poseur who pretends to be a bard,

and all of his verses sound like some greeting card.

His rhymes, each and all, swing a halting end-stop;

and the swill that he publishes---worse than the slop

that we throw to the hogs.  He struggles with words

the way a constipated baboon struggles to drop stinking turds.

He believes himself to be a literary missing link:

I say---not as long as stars still shine, and monkeys stink.


Starward

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Years ago, I was challenged---by a poet whose freidnship I esteem quite highly---to write a rhymed sonnet that contained the phrase "monkeys stink" as one of the rhymes.  Since that time, several of my poems now contain that phrase.

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