thursday night the quick brown fox
jumped over the lazy dog & shot the
damn cat with a grizzly gun but hey
who is counting when no one is looking
around in the woods? & did I tell you
the elk have invaded the walls?
there are ears everywhere, and fur.
in the night, their hooves clack
on the cabin floors & I can’t sleep.
the eaves are full of cinnamon & maple
syrup & the Canadian Secret Forces
chatter on glacier radios the secret
of snow and bomb pops. here’s an idea:
we let polar bears vote & take over
Saskatchewan, starting with Regina
during hockey season. maybe they
can clean up this town. maybe they’ll
get it done on time & under budget.
maybe no one will notice. all in favor
raise a paw. I’m crossing my fingers.