THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN

Monday has arrived with a touch of fog laying on the pond behind our house, and in that pond lies a ten foot gator. Not sure what he’s thinking. I am sure of what the majority of neighbors are thinking, but we have a few who view amnesty for eating the ducks and other wild critters that get too close to the pond. They also wish for us all to allow the gator to have its own mail box(didn’t know gators get mail???), voting rights on the neighborhood committee, inclusion into neighborhood picnic events, and….oh yes, free medical along with a social security check (why we need the damn mailbox…. God I am so stupid.)