Ode to Busby's

Busby's Sports Bar

You sound like fun

As your drunkard patrons

Wander at one.

One A.M. I hear their call

At the top of their lungs

Down the alley

Songs that ought not be sung:

"Livin' on a Prayer"

"Odo the Hero"

"I Believe I Can Fly"

Their tonal resonance I would rate a zero.

Slurring their words

They discuss Ninja turtles

Tripping over pepples

As though they were hurdles.

I am lacking sleep.

Forgive my rhyme.

I know it sucks.

But 2:00 a.m. is closing time.

Ode to Wayno

Wayno, Oh, Wayno...

Wherefore art thou Wayno?

This poem will be lamo,

But my love is like a ....volcano (?)

So here is my prose,

Though you'll want to turn up your nose.

You once gave me a rose

When you were a gardener with a hose.

Your birfday is here.

Let's all shout and cheer.

Your 40th is near.

I sure wish you could hear.

You're such a good dude,

Even when you're in a bad mood.

But don't give me 'tude

Cuz I feed you good food.

I love you, my sweet

(Except for your feet).

Marrying you was a treat,

You really are neat.

Here's to million more kisses

And Happy Birthday wishes

Before you sleep with the fishes.

I'm off to yell at the boys to do dishes!

I LOVE YOU, Baby! Happy 10th annual 29th Birthday!!!

Ode to the Trees That Were Sacrificed for my Education

Oh majestic trees

Once towering and verdant

Formerly a shelter to the forest floor

What have you become?

Jumbled in the head

Of a weary dental student...

Notes amassed over the years:

An aid to her understanding.

Recycle bins are your home now.

Farewell forest floor.

One hopes she remembers

The furious scribbling on your pages.