One Big Happy by Rick Detorie for July 12, 2020

Pretty good…

It loses something in the translation

“maimed”…I think it’s more like “ran over a couple of dozen times”…

Your mother and I on our first date. She made me so happy when she said it was great!

My first poem, when my wife was not yet my wife… it let her know that I was “The one”. She was raised in Washington State.

A snow covered mountain, a grass covered hill

the beauty of these, I’ve had my fill

their beauty does, by comparison fade

to you my darling, who I wanna get laid.

Her friends said, “don’t marry him, he’s a perv”. I didn’t find out until after we were married, she happens to be a perv too.

Thank you. I never knew the other verses.

Then there’s this version, I think from Mad Magazine, but I’m not sure:I think that I shall never hearA poem as lovely as a beer.The stuff that Joe’s Bar has on tap,With golden base and snowy cap.The stuff that I can drink all dayUntil my mem’ry melts away.Poems are made by fools, I fear,But only Schlitz can make a beer.

Rollin B McRiver and now this are the best

Kilmer Diller

Just wondering what is sweet about a billable hour?

I’m glad he left the last line

nicely updated poem Mr Detorie. Well done.

First and last lines by Joyce Kilmer, everything else by Rick Detorie.

I’d have to fit central air-conditioning into that list.

Better then what I could, I remember back decades ago, we had to do poetry, went over my head.I wished Arcamax not dropped Disqus and went to fb, I also cannot get on Seatle PI comics no OBH, or post on Washington Post for comics, Creator’s I never could find for comments. I enjoy reading the comments for each strip.

And there’s this one.

I think that I shall never see

A billboard lovely as a tree.

Perhaps, unless the billboards fall,

I’ll never see a tree at all.

—OGDEN NASH