By the Mighty Mumford

How did this come to pass,

A poet thinking words trashed…

Are worth only that

Considered old hat,

Not valued as in the past.

If I could have traveled,

Preventing her unraveled…

But I’m stuck here–

Sorry, my dear–

My coming is effectively gaveled!

Middens are places for trash,

Archaeologists search for past…

But for rats

It’s for their splats,

Nothing with wit or panache.

–Jonathan Caswell

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