Cowbells on the move

 

Unthaa Albaqara Daisy is a Syrian cow whose eyes are said to glow

Some say it's unusual because it moos in a falsetto. 

What's even more unusual is that its  cowbell it wears dates back to 1914

A Swiss cow named Diamantine was working in Verdun

A bomb sent by the enemy blasted from bottom to  top of the 

Tree line and 

Shrapnel scattered all around. 

Diamantine should have suffered grave injuries except 

Her cowbell deflected a large object destined for her throat

Over many years, Wanda, the  owner, ranted about this miracle

But beyond a doubt, Diamantine couldn't have cared less

She was the kind of cow that lived with little stress.

Decades later, in a French flea market the cowbell was sold

It made its way to Syria near Aleppo, I'm told 

Unthaa Albaqara Daisy became the next bearer of this bell

But one day a bomb exploded in a nearby field

And the sound of the blast was tenfold 

Unthaa Albaqara Daisy

Didn't need a sales pitch

It hit the ditch

A nearby chicken pen was decimated

A year of repairs were estimated

God willing Unthaa was fine

Thanks to her cowbell her injuries were benign

Such a wonderful story 

Sounds circulatory 

And may only affect your if you're open to

All things bovine.

Square the circle, to live the impossible dream.

 

"Daddy, will I ever be as square as you?"

Said the son to father

"For starters, you need to square your shoulders"

"And the I can carry 'em watermelons?"

"It takes balance to carry watermelons"

"Even square ones"

"Son, don't rock the block"

"Dad, mom says to stay away from circles. Why?"

"Cause circles 'ain't square."

"Dad, at school the teacher  says I'm outta square."

"You're talking about Ms Quadratto?"

"Yeh"

"Learn to get square with her."

"Yeh"

The Hook and the Hat

The Hook and the Hat got along

If one day the hook would be hooking the Hat

The other 

The Hat would over Hook the Hook

There was no opposition

The fit was by definition

A way a hat wearer can 

Make that transition from

Having the hat on the head to the Hook.

Ha Ha, one day the Hat was gone

The Hook awaited and waited

Yet even if it tried it could never be withdrawn

Yet it longed

For a hat  to be deposited from Kazakhstan, Teheran, Marrakesh or anywhere

Which kept the sun from burning a dark tan line on the wearer's forehead

It longed for 

A real Hat 

Nothing fleeing or hovering 

A Hat with a passport and a valid ID from the land of Sombrero

A proper Hat, not a Cap

In other words

Nothing a Tomcat would yawn at

If the Hat fell flat off the Hook

Unresponsive

The Hat would say it was the fault of a Democrat

Or a Wombat

Just get used to the floor, it's your new microhabitat.

The man without the spoon*

* Based on a true story;  an hommage to a waitress that was terrorised by spoons.

She was royal 

Plunging her spoon in her tea cup

Fixing her eyes on the mound of sugar

That was melting as if it had received an

Executive Order

Animated 

For distant memories before she landed on a sand dune

Fatigued 

Without a spoon 

Not a drop of tea or hot chocolate

To swirl in the swirling heat

Making a ting-a-ling sound

Like that of a snorkelling King

The Man appears

Dressed in colours from Cameroon 

Speaking like a duck in a cartoon

"I haveth no sthpoon, Queen Mothah"

The Empress looked stricken

Her eyes dropped to the hot sand

"But" the Cameroonian continued, his voice rising

"If you follow me, you may get one."

With that he signalled that she cross the dune with him

She followed

Cursing the Devil

Dreaming of souping and scooping and ice cream ooping

And was never seen again.

Autistic lionets

 We lions pride ourselves on a hardy, hearty breakfast, 

With paws and claws stretching over the 

Checkered red and yellow tablecloth

What better way to start the day

Figuring out a word puzzle, a maze or

Just blowing on a plastic whistle, part of a prize

(Ignoring parental rantings of the day's expectations)

Our cereals were dear to us because

You could get lost in them

Liono's gave us courage

The courage

To live our names 

As we filled our bowls

And crunched and munched

And clawed and drawed 

In 

Dry blooded round rubber

Extra fresh

Tubes responsibly meeting

FDA requirements

Keeping cholesterol in check like 

In a caged zoo

Those sweet inner un-cubes

Had us aghast 

What a blast

Till the day we were told

Liono's will give you worse than a 

Head cold

Finally those autistic symptoms of lions running alone in the 

Jungle

Could be explained:

Liono's are to be blamed.

So go back to the Meat Pack

Y'all

A good breakfast needs

A good drumbeat

Hail, hail! Roar, Roar!

Draga Anya (Dear Mother)

It had to wait 

The passing of the Covid Pandemic

The 50th anniversary of the Apollo Moon landing

The latest version of Call of Duty video game

The George Floyd protests

Lionel Messi leaving Barcelona

The invasion of Ukraine

Gazprom cutting gas to Germany and Europe

It had to wait

Liam and Olivia being voted as most popular Baby names

Talyor Swift winning the Grammy Awards 

A brain implant to read your thoughts was developed 

The release of Dune Part II

LeBron James to get 40,000 points

Finland to be ranked happiest country in the world for the 7th time

Zuckerberg to announce no more fact-checking 

The California wildfires

TickTok crashing for 24 hours

A Riviera plan for Gaza

AND

The first filming of Mesonychoteuthis Hamiltoni, of the family of Colossal Squids, at a depth of 600 meters, by a remotely operated vehicle 

But

We kept your promise

To lay your ashes to rest in the Arno in Firenze.

 

A bosom for a pillow

I’m working on a pill-ow 

that’s moulded  your silhouette  

Spraying, fiddling with a thimble, 

I’m watching a cat POUND its CLAWS  

Into my Grandma’s embroidered Pillow 

Depicting a house  floating at sea,

I took my pill and dreamt of thee