Apricocks... Be kind and courteous to this gentleman; Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries; The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my love to bed and to arise; -Shakespeare: Midsummer Night's Dream
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Stimulus Package
Stimulus
In these days of winter lethargy
Economy falling like sleet
Shiny and cold
You offer us the warmth
Of your stimulus package
Diverting us from couch consciousness
Waking us up with your elan
Vital to our every interest
That big big package
Making us want to spend
More
With spring so close
We can feel it
Wanting the ecstasy again
Unlimited wealth unlimited credit
Surely those screaming children
Out on the merry-go-round
Spawn of exuberance
Past
Will take care of it all
One day
And we can feast now
Aroused by your stimulus
--Jack 2/'09
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