Eight Days

eight days 'til the train whistle
strikes our ears,
like the 'ol mice
who skip up and down
the fifty five year old
main

eight days 'til the singin'
soars, the dancin'
swings you 'bout;
the want, the need,
the pleasure
to join in every direction
fun.

Eight days 'til
our cash becomes magnetic
to magical merchandise
even to dreamy
steamy churros

c'mon eight days turn
into one, then we enter into
those cheery gates into the
adorned park
and hollar out of excited lungs!

Ode to Tennis

Meet racket;
The balls tutor.
Teaches how to
Send and return
Back.

Meet ball;
Held firmly
To be tossed
then transported.

Meet net;
The balls rival.
Goal is to soar above
Not to.

Serve
Swing
Grunt

Racket is pleased
That ball takes on
Such a task.