a fragment, or rather a beginning, of a poem for Real Toads Out Of Standard.
Annie Oakley joins a pack of peaceniks
living off the land
and off the grid.
Blonde-haired Jennie Frizz, who stopped using product in order to protest artificial standards of beauty,
picks up Annie's rifle as if it might bite,
and carries it out to the goat pen where she uses it to replace a broken fence post.
Annie Oakley's true soul sits silently inside the chamber like a lonely Golden Bullet.
Why does Annie allow this?
Because Bill thinks it's a good idea,
and she loves Bill
wontcha marry me Bill?
Meanwhile, out in the goat pen....
So now what? You tell me, in the comments!