Sunday, November 29, 2015

Mainly Mania, 1

I'm commencing a new series today--ditties about the various mania that, well, obsess us.

(obsession doggerel)

Flower Power: anthomania

Oh, you could say she loved her plants—
Much more than she loved both her aunts.

She wed herself unto a rose—
A little weird, the wise one knows.

But there’s no need to make a fuss:
She always was a prickly cuss. 

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