Two (silly) poems: It’s so very great now and Stuck in traffic in my Rolls (the sonnet).

With Paris temperatures approaching 30^o C in April… Time for a break from trilingualism? Plus de français y español en breve (à revenir prochainement).

It’s so very great now

It’s so very great now

What with high-tech tools

Even a shoehorn

I no longer use

I just say “Bridget”

I’m wearing shoes!

Whisper “Jean-François”

I’m completely nude!

It’s so very great now

Even in outer space

I go up for a sandwich

And come back the same day

I just say “Juanita”

And love it gets made

“Comrade Kowalski”

Gets Juanita paid

It’s all so very great now

How’d they ever before?

If to “Saul,” say, I pray

I’ll live forever more!

Stuck in traffic in my Rolls (the sonnet)

Stuck in traffic

In my Rolls

With all my money

Even so

Though late I was

You may suppose

To something important

Involving dough

Particulates too

Darkening my soul

As there I sat

In my Rolls

And bikes sailing by

Wouldn’t you know

— Poem(s) and artwork by William Eaton. Check out Light verse, light verse: Everything else is worse!