
Agnes Eat Apricots
Agnes eats apricots
right off the tree
“They may not be
all ripe
but they’re all right
with me.”
If you must know, I’ve
difficulty bending
my knee
So it’s tree fruit
or no fruit
and I love fruit
you see.”

Books Poems & Thoughts from Steve Schatz
Agnes eats apricots
right off the tree
“They may not be
all ripe
but they’re all right
with me.”
If you must know, I’ve
difficulty bending
my knee
So it’s tree fruit
or no fruit
and I love fruit
you see.”
Wrinkle wrinkle
on my face
Let’s be honest
every place.
Once my skin
was tight and fair
Muscles firm
nice derriere
Think wise oak,
not gnarled tree
Old, fine wine
complexity.
Myrtle & Marty
Myrtle and Marty have been friends for life
So close, most mistake them for husband and wife
But Marty’s as gay
as a musical play
And Myrtle’s bed choices
present varied voices
In all other acts,
they can blend without strife
And co- beard when small minded
riffraff are rife.