BANG IT UP, JOE (NO ONE KNOWS)

Sitting there,

(in hovel number 362B),

assigned by The Minister of Tragedy,

Joe ransomed his

wife and children

(for one more ride),

on the Ecstacy Wagon.

 

Halfway through the

trip, he vowed

He would get them back-

tomorrow.

Tomorrow ‘Joe,

Your Wife’s At The Door!’

 

But he didn’t know

Anyone was knocking,

(so he stayed in bed).

 

Bang it up Joe,

I don’t think she knows

(you’re inside).

 

The day after that, Joe

died

skinny.

In the clutches

of

Too Much Fun

 

FIN

taken from a book of poetry (self published in 1992) The Veal Couplets

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