April 1, 2016, Prescott-
In honour of the launch of the annual Poetry Month:
Jesters gather, on the street curb,
Prepared to mimic, mock, perturb.
A small child gets away again,
with pointing out his grandpa’s shirt’s imaginary stain.
Even the family cat, it seems,
Gets a rise out of her lady,
by feigning screams.
A cynic once proclaimed April
to be the Cruelest Month.
With such ubiquitous mirth,
is his judgment debunked,
or is it a wise, prescient verse?
Gorgeous, Gary!! Please put it in your Facebook status! Happy April Fools!!
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It should be there, but I shall check. Hope you weren’t fooled today!
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April brings us Taxes! – and whom that plots “april Fooooools” either way, joke’s on you.
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March brought me a refund, but alas, what Uncle Sam giveth, the State taketh away.
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so, 2nd Cousin *insert your state here& taketh away? ahhh government 😀 on your side to help you get by 😀
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Fabulous Gary. That is so nice.
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Thank you, Angy. I refer to this as Poetry Month, leaving the “National” out of it. There are many fabulous Canadian poets and others the world over.
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vivid poetic portrait
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