Everything must go

I went to a

garage sale

run by a man who

had no bones

***

He just hung there

on a clothes line,

held with clips,

***

flapping about in the wind,

***

making deals.

***

And I was

sorting thru

a box of

things for sale

***

when I

came upon an

entire

human skeleton.

***

“Hey”, I said to him,

“you don’t want this anymore?”

The big top

I once

ran away

to join

the

circus

***

only to have

***

the circus

run away

to join

my family

***

So, then

I tried

to join

my

family, too

***

but mom

had

all ready

given my

room

to the

bearded lady.

.


2.

90Y_VdKo

Photo courtesy of

cfMC FEROX, of S.F. Ca.

author of

The Font In The Forever Channel

In rented boots

When I die

I want to

have a

post-mortem photo

taken of me

for posterity,

***

just as they did

in the

Victorian Age

***

My family gathered around me …

everybody in great sorrow

***

Except, I want

the photo to be taken

at one of those

old-timey photo studios

like, they

have at the wharf,

***

That way,

if anybody

should ever

inquire

as to what had

become of me

***

my family

can tell them,

that I died

***

back in the days of the Old West.

.


2.

a = louie_Fotor2

all hail.

Lies

I shouldn’t have

lied during the

job interview.

***

I know that now.

***

Like when

I told them

I was an

arm-wrestling

champion

***

and I lived under the sea

***

and I knew Excel

***

and I have twelve fingers,

… on each hand

***

But mostly,

I regret the Excel part

***

because that was

the one thing

they tested me on.

Turn it up

mean bone_Fotor


2.

.

“She Hasn’t Got a Mean Bone”

written and performed

by George J. Raymond

copyright © 2023


3.

She goes to church on Sunday

She goes to work on Monday

She does the very best she can

***

She loves her mother

She loves her father

Takes good care of her man

***

She hasn’t got a mean bone

***

If she ever got in trouble

it would surely pop her bubble

***

And it’s gonna break my heart

to watch her fall apart

***

Lies — she don’t tell ’em

Alibis — she don’t use ’em

She’s always true to herself

***

She sees the good in you

Ignores the bad in you

She gives everybody an even chance

***

She hasn’t got a mean bone.


4.

Happy 81st Birthday, Dad!