a poem in my pocket

 
Did you happen to see who parked that old school bus in our ripe cornfield?

(clipping two-for-one coupons, ignoring date of old advertisement)

Must be local school board member implementing common core standards.

(weather report for last chance of severe thunderstorm activity)

Kids should not be bullied into eating apples on abandoned bus!

(cry of neighbor’s peacock sounds like someone is torturing a cat)

With the corn price falling, maybe we should leave rusty bus in the field.

(wondering how open-minded you can be before your brain rolls out?)

photo borrowed from TweetSpeak Poetry