Wandering, as I often do, along the pathways
of my beautiful, intricate, and elaborate mind
I happed upon an interesting memory
you thought would make a funny rhyme
About the deer up on the road
looking both ways like they were told
They did not move for fear from above
just looked at the truck and smiled with love
We wondered why they were so dumb
then I remarked, “They had no thumb.”
“The other ways had all been tried,
how else were they to get a ride?”
Fall of 1991 © Sailor All Rights Reserved
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