Fortunate Cookies

She won’t leave.
She won’t ever leave.
People leave every day;
Love, she won’t leave.
Even in leaving,
Love won’t leave.

It ain’t worth much to anyone that matters.
But to anyone that matters, it’s worth so much.

Stuff is not my thing.

Well...

There’s Two-Second Todd,
Who had a great bod,
But it ended there don’t you see.

For when he took off his pants,
And she started to dance;
He never could make it to three.

There’s one.
There’s two.
And there’s
What Love
Will do.

There’s me.
There’s you.
And there’s
What lovers
Will do.

Hermit, hermit, hermit crab-
If I were a hermit,
I wouldn’t be such a crab.

What’s your favorite color?

The older I get
The harder that is to answer.

If cleanliness is next to Godliness,
Atheism is adjacent to a hot mess.

A. E. I. O. U.
And sometimes rhythm.

A rose by any other name
Would smell as platypus.

“Is that how you spell racism?
It seems too small;
Like it’s missing some letters.”

Despite
The apocalyptic animosity
Of every age,
We're still talking about
The apocalyptic animosity
Of every age.

S.J. Wynn