Lois Shelton mentioned that I've been writing or trying to write
a lot of verse for children.
And I thought at this point lest the program
get too heavy, I'd just throw in a few very brief samples
of that, just for kicks.
Some of these poems are very trivial like this one,
which is hardly more than an attempt to get a rhythm going.
Snowflakes Souffle, it's an imaginary recipe.
This goes like this.
Snowflake souffle, Snowflake souffle
makes a lip smacking lunch on an ice cold day.
You take seven snowflakes, you break seven eggs,
and you stir it seven times with your two hind legs,
bake it in an igloo, throw it on a plate,
and you slice off a slice with a rusty ice skate.
See what, it's nice if you're an old curmudgeon type
poet like me that likes old fangled modes like rhyme
and meter, but you can write for kids
and they don't hold it against you you know.
Oh.