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FUN POLICE





Joys are always stolen by the fun police; the

Joy of that boy and girl was ruined even if

Dr Spock had his way it would be bound.



August clowns know this; this is why at

Carnivals the pin is removed from the wagon

So that tons of fun will roll and not stop.



The world overlooks many things but not one

Night of fun; farmers would rather let ears of

Corn rot so that hobo camps would be famished.



The Leghorn family sees no jubilation in the house

Of the knife grinder and the fun police are looking

Through the pollard window to see why the lion smiles.



The thief of joy crawls off when we die; like a sea

Lamprey it knows when it chokes its victim’s too

Much.  Let us have fun in spite of all of this.



Yet, let now the fatted calf be slaughtered so that

We can continue to have fun.  The prodigal son

Knows his fun is short lived in the far country.





@copyright 2006

  by Sai Grafio