Grimbeau

Summoned by Ma Bell’s

voicemail.

The Judge is ill

till next Tuesday.

Keep pecker aloft, one counsels:

Assume gung-ho veneer;

Lacquer stiff upper quiff.

Tally-Ho

Outside is frozen angelica tundra.

Sun glints melt lucky buds. A hedge is

Razed.

How I love the smell of napalm of a morning…