The cicadas return,
but the hum from the freeway overpowers them
The serious downside to living next to a highway.
The missus and I discuss
to fell or not the majestic oak by the garage
It could tumble, maim or kill. Hurricane season approaches.
What folly (seems to me) to establish the worst case scenario
as the most probable. Should not the oak have a right to live?
It was planted here before Gwendolyn and I got knotted!
The uterus is the visionary.
I'm just the dip stick she married
Serves her right for having been such an optimist.
You marry a guy much older than you ---
expect damaged goods.
You marry a virgin, expect inexperience.
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