Saturday, May 30, 2015
Whammies
Since Chucksy stammered, no one
would listen to his improvement
to the common garden spade.
None in Heaven, so he's blocked now.
He's beautifully articulate there,
but language needs imperfection.
Aesthetically.
And a measure of raw, shameless
chutzpa.
Labels: articulate, chutzpa, heaven, language, nerve, spade
