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Silage Poem

Silage Poem Ron Dougan writes Libbys in Janesville Enclosed is our check to cover your invoice. We are glad to get silage that has not been sprayed with DDT. We have a fine supply of feed with which to go into the winter. I will be interested in observing the reaction of the herd to […]

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Goin’ Down To Narnia

(Chorus follows every verse, by students in a 1976 Fantasy Class) Wilbur and Charlotte and Templeton the rat; There goes Peter Rabbit with a beautiful white cat; From a distant asteroid came the Little Prince; Said we all must hurry now, a matter of consequence. Goin’ down to Narnia: just follow the yellow brick road. […]

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Bliss

Bliss My folks remodeled an old farmhouse a mile from the dairy when I was nine my cousin Paul architecture student was a laborer every noon the workers came down to eat dinner at our house then sprawled on couch floor lawn eyes shut for the rest of their break all but Paul he sat […]

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Ron Blueprint Poem

My dad sometimes went to grade school in town. Once while there he printed a blueprint newspaper; sold it after school for a nickel. It contained a syllogism: “We go to school to improve our faculties; Our teachers are our faculties; Ergo, we go to school to improve our teachers.” Miss Glenn the principal suggested […]

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Revenge Poem

Revenge Poem Maybe I wrote this before: but my brother and his buddies played an old trick on the official who fired all the women administrators after World War II: they put a juicy cow pie in a paper bag, put it on the official’s porch, set the bag on fire, rang the doorbell, then […]

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Cello

It is inanimate, a piece of wood Fashioned, glued, with strings Tightly strung from scroll To tail-gut. It is taut, stable In tension, vibrant, nervous But still, until I take it in my hands And give it life. It takes My soul and is more truly me Than voice, or laugh, or kiss, Or even […]

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Poop Poem

They drained and cleaned the Y pool because a little kid pooped in it. Well, OK. But I think of our sweet little Vermont lake filled with fish that poop, turtles, ducks, geese, loons, frogs, clams, snails, beavers, and all manner of other critters including little kids at the public beach. Should we drain our […]

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