Turkey In The Straw

I heard

the good

humor truck

today, the


of what

it means

to be happy.

To be

free, to

be waiting

with your

nickel, even

if it takes

two bucks

in this inflated

world and

buy an ice

cream cone.

Oh bliss,

oh joy

divine. Let

theology go

to hell and

nations fall,

come on,

my treat.

Tell him

to wait.

I’ll run

in and get

a dime.