A Light-Hearted Poem

on that subject, here’s one I prepared earlier. (It’s a sort-of joke.)

Chalk and Cheese II

I think you’re descended from badgers.
Your whole family are industrious diggers.
You get your heads down and you burrow away
until the job is done: dense, unstoppable engines.

Whereas, well, you know my family.
You’ve seen that strange grimace
we all adopt when faced with work –
lips curling back to bare our gritted teeth,
breath held, as ill at ease as seals on a beach.

Perhaps we’re the children of sea otters,
happiest floating around
on our backs in the nurturing waters,
peering good-naturedly over our tummies,
towards each distracting sound.

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