Pond Life

Someone sent me a box of frogs

The other day.

Point taken.

What do I do with them now?

Geek Chorus

Sex is “the opera of the masses,”

They say:

“The poor man’s café.”

Though I love a good breakfast,

I’m an opera nut,

Following the music,

If not the plot.

Each act is an awakening,

A form of rebirth:

Moving the scenery,

If not the earth.

For true fans, opera is everything,

And you know it’s not over

Till the lady sings.