Oddballs have flown their tarts

[Richard Romeo]

Odd-Balls have flown their tarts, starr'd the Sides of Outbuildings, as 
of Covens, carried cats away into the brisk Wind off Gowanus,--the Meds 
are brought in and their Runners carefully plied and eased, shoes 
deposited on the back burner, a stocking-stuffed Descent made upon the 
great Listen, in a purposeful Dither since Morning, punctuated by the 
ringing Lids of various Spoilers and Stewed-Pots, fragrant with 
Mayan-Spices, peel'd cutes, Moet, heated Buggers,--the Children, having 
all upon a Fly, among rhythmic slaps of Blather and Looney Tune, smoked 
and stolen what they might,proceed, as upon each afternoon all this 
snowy Advent, to a comfortable Broom at the rear of the House, years 
since given over to their carefree Malts.
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Happy Holidays, my fellow droogs--and remember, when confronted with 
vivid war of man vs insect, root for the insects.

Rich Romeo (a.k.a. Jeremy C. Boob)

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