The Gender River Flows… I played with my food as a little kidbuilding castles or red injun teepeeswhen I was Pocahontas or El Cid, Canoeing wild peas up-stream to be hidin tater caves ‘mid kaled jungly string-beans,I played with my food as a little kid… And my slow dine nigh blew my Ma’s lidme born […]

The last of the Oomegoolie Birds Though the Oomegoolie bird was well endowed      it made its nest among sharp cacti plants    then caws out oomegoolies very loud,         On return to his nest erect and proud,    to bill and coo to find then squeak, ” I can’t ”   […]