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I.
Mrs. Johnson passed away last year.
Doc, I'll have my beer test now,
she would say, legs spread for a pap smear.
II.
This smiling barber always says
Hey handsome,
don't hold it against me if you get raped by a beautiful woman on your way
down to the bar.
And sometimes
Good luck
with your prostate, hope it all works out in your favor.
And the old patron with hair on his boots
laughing,
Well, if not, they have a place for us.
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