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Friday, August 15, 2008

It just wouldn't be sporting...

2 comments:

JLundell said...

I'm reminded of the Ogden Nash poem "I'll Take the High Road Commission".


In between the route marks
And the shaving rhymes,
Black and yellow markers
Comment on the times.
All along the highway
Hear the signs discourse:

MEN
S L O W
WORKING
;
SADDLE
C R O S S I N G
HORSE
.

Cryptic crossroad preachers
Proffer good advice,

Helping wary drivers
Keep out of Paradise.

Transcontinental sermons,
Transcendental talk:

SOFT
C A U T I O N
SHOULDERS
;
CROSS
C H I L D R E N
WALK
.

Wisest of their proverbs,
Truest of their talk,
Have I found that dictum:

CROSS
C H I L D R E N
WALK
.

When Adam took the highway,
He left his sons a guide:

CROSS
C H I L D R E N
WALK
;
CHEERFUL
C H I L D R E N
RIDE
.

Mark Swanson said...

Very nice. It's been too long since I read Nash.