“A unicorn is just a horse with a point of view.” ~ Ron Sexsmith
Ready for a feel good poem?
Just press E-4 on your table top jukebox for yet another witty wonder by Pennsylvania-based poet Edwin Romond. While you’re reading, I’ll polish off my bran muffin.
BIKER DINER SERENADE by Edwin Romond I thought the tiny table top juke box would only play in my booth so I pressed G-6 for a cute little tune, “The Unicorn Song.” But its first words, There were green alligators and long neck geese blasted all over the diner where a biker who’d just ordered the N.R.A Omelet yelled, “Who in hell played that?” an inquiry echoed by one with “Build The Wall!” tattooed on his biceps. Suddenly there was a diner duet of Fox News on the TV and the Irish Rovers singing about humpty back camels. It was the fellow eating the house special: ham, pork roll, bacon, and scrapple with a side order of Spam who pointed me out, “There he is, he’s the one!” as I tried to hide behind my egg whites and whole grain muffin while the entire diner got to hear about all those silly unicorns laughing and splashing as Noah’s ark pulled away. Some bikers were even moved to prayer and yelled, “God Almighty! how long is this song?” as verse after verse blasted through the room filled with more chains and leather than an S&M support group. Amazing how interminable 3 minutes, eighteen seconds can seem when you’re dodging sausage links. The last notes finally filled the greasy air and my waitress whispered, “They’re gonna kill you!” so I sneaked out the back door after pressing G-6 a second time just in case, to make America great again, they’d like to sing along. ~ from Songs and Singers, © 2018Continue reading