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Ups and Downs

Twisters,
Zippers,
Benders,
Comets,
All coasters,
Hurricanes,

Dippers,
Fliers,
Spinners,
Cyclones,
Whizzers,
And Boomerangs,

Vortexes,
Shockwaves,
Vipers,
Whirlwinds
And avalanches,
Big Thunder Mountains,

Leapers,
Streakers,
Screamers,
Loopers,
Wild mouse banshee mind erasers,
Summer time
Again.

The Mirror Salesman

The Mirror Salesman works in a new suit each day,
a uniform policy in his company.

“Do you watch that program?  Ha, me too!”
“And wouldn’t you know, we wear the same shoe!”

The trick is in knowing which mirror to bring.

Some want ’em dusty.
“Heck, who likes to clean?”
Others, real rusty.
“A throwback look, I know what you mean.”

Some want cutting edge in technology.
“The polish from Kansas, the glass, Tennessee.”

Choosing what to reflect is always the thing.
“The new barcalounger,
the deluxe china hutch?”

His answers are smooth, he doesn’t say much.
“It seems happy right here,”
he says of the mirror, his voice with a ring.

“Why look at it shine, I’d wish it were mine,
it sure makes  the room,  it couldn’t be clearer.”

And when you’re not looking, he’ll quickly glance down.
“Well look at my lace, it’s time to replace!”

And wouldn’t you know,
that salesman of mirrors,
he also sells string.

Car Pool

What the heck’s
A carpool?
And do they have one
At your school?

Does it give transport
A good scrub?
Or just two words
That sound
Fun?

Do schoolbuses soak
All summer?
Do suds
Go up its nose?

Who gets to turn
The wheel
While hoses
Spray the toes

Of all four
Shiny tires? and
Where the heck’d they
Get that giant brush

Made with tiny wires?
And where
Do I find
One of those?

Imagination Fuel

Slicker than a naked Eskimo
Softer than a cotton-swaddled Panda
Ready like the piano player

In a tourist’s Sing-a-long
Daiquiri bar Nonsense
In a bandolier

Fed through a cannon
Sprinkles syllables on every
First-born child at sea

Repairs with verb explosions
Star-cut holes in the sails
Of Junks alee

The Chinese harbor
Fills with Made In
America debris.

It’s a Jungle in There

In City Zoo gorillas
two with bananas
the day pass.

With air of ceremony
drops ape peel
atop the grass.

With eye
sharp captivating
primate looks away.

“It’s not” gorilla
says “my turn
to vacuum today.”