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The Ponderosa Cafe

by Richard Trotter

Stuffed doggy in the window,

dare you ask how much it is?

outpost in a barren heaven

above average food, emptiness all around

a lady gaga lookalike dispenses chips

with great grace.

Pensioners on a dirty holiday,

fun in the B&B,

or am i just judging,

like a sleazy snake?

Up in the lagoon, stalked by a buzzard

and there in the clouds

a seahorse dances with a hockey player

If I squint hard enough

I can see your face

"who do you think you are, Lord Byron??"

02/29/2012

Posted on 02/29/2012
Copyright © 2020 Richard Trotter

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/01/12 at 06:06 PM

Eclectic, surreal...fun read Richard.

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