7 hours ago
Rich Uncle
A trick-cyclist, my uncle Walt
could do forty, then come to a halt.
He’d stop on a dime
and if you braked in time
smile - otherwise it was your fault.
Like any good grift worth its salt
the grift of my tough Uncle Walt
didn’t end on a car
but his town’s plaintiff bar
toasting partners in smooth single-malt.
A trick-cyclist, my uncle Walt
could do forty, then come to a halt.
He’d stop on a dime
and if you braked in time
smile - otherwise it was your fault.
Like any good grift worth its salt
the grift of my tough Uncle Walt
didn’t end on a car
but his town’s plaintiff bar
toasting partners in smooth single-malt.
Non-practicing atheist