Poem -

a stray tear doth adieu occasionally shed...

a stray tear doth adieu occasionally shed...

toward thee spunky gal, 
     whose impregnation and debut appearance 
     way to brief a tale for Aesop
cuz, (umpteen iterations recounted),
 
     out the birth canal aye did bop
analogously compared
     to a mealy mouthed measly crop
a spindly tangle of arms and legs 

     radiated (starfish like) 
     dangled and would uselessly drop
like a raggedy ann male counterpart 
     (raggedy andy - how original) 

     with limbs that didst flop
and tis no small wonder, thyself as one 
     newborn baby body electric 
     easily confused with bony glop,

which skimpy weight 
     leant convenience as sigh grew older 
     to alternate jumping 
     (ala pogo stick mode) and hop

from one skinny spindle shank leg to another, 
     and manifold orbitz whip
     sawing round the sun 
     bore witness to puny laughable specimen 

     of a nerdy lad, who (in hindsight) 
     grew long straggly hair, 
     which NO ONE (except me) could touch, 
     nor most definitely NOT lop

off (this fetish) compensation 
     for very slight physique
     in dewed time begot 
     pencil necked geek milksop,

now at an age prowl lix sing viz 
     dragging, crawling, battling...
     slight abdominal bulge  
unlike widower octogenarian biological pop

whose once strapping superman 
     like build atrophying (sad sight)
since grim reaper put objectionable stop
upon head of harriet harris, 
    whereat two and a half score years 
    her longevity did top.

 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 
now, comb may tooth how zen, 
sans eight plus ten
'twill be thirteen yars
when me late mum agonizingly relinquished
 
     an indomitable loo ving life, 
     which strong fighting spirit 
     (spittle and vinegar) yen
reached a juncture, 

     (sans metastasized ovarian cancer) 
     forewent heroic measures, which ken
not avail bottled anger within this sole son
telling thee, he didst love ye 
     never communicating NOR often! 

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