
A Lawyer and a Politician
November 12, 2016
Three Graces
March 2, 2017
Here we have two missionaries
back from some obscure locale.
What ailing them no dictionary
definition rings a bell.
Reminiscing with each other,
dining at a swank hotel,
their plight recited to their Brother
with the promise he won’t tell.
Kidnapped deep within the jungle,
natives cast a voodoo spell.
Just which part they must have bungled
was impossible to tell.
But the next day, to their horror,
growing round and parallel,
both their heads had turned to flora.
Who was who was hard to tell.
Says one of them, “We realize
you are thinking we’re unwell.
But we find, if we fertilize,
ideas begin to swell.
Now whether we’re a miracle
or something straight from Hell,
if pruned to roughly spherical
we blossom rather well.”