Her EG
My EIOE
A new sin

A/S/L?
BAF
DOM drivels

TPTB
Say TTFN
UAF

Haiku
Boo
Who knew

Mystery
Please
Squeeze me

Dance
A chance
In your pants

Fame
With a name
Shame

A clinch
Or pinch
Never flinch

Bemoaning
Cloning
Introducing

Enough
This stuff 
Too rough

Can a vixen
Be a victim
Three maybe
Four kits
But I’m not sure
Chased 
Mother
Out of the woods
Two or three
Days ago
I’m not sure
I know
Memory is
Obscure

Today
However
I can clearly
Say
That one
Healthy kit
Did run
Upon
Mom’s cry
My soul
Did knot
I’d growl
More 
Were begot

I was 
Hit by a
Loop d loo
Can a persona
Intercede
Cry Deo
For the need
Of creation
No creed
Saves a nation
The wild
Separate from us
Is no child
We can bless

Surprise
A runt
Darted
To front
Beside
A wood pile
Where
This question
I share
Can
Nature
Permit man
Rapture
Ere he began

All  the animals
Which
Lived here once
Stand
Outside the door

They have no
Need to enter
The house
Instead

They implore 
Me to
Join them
Patiently
Then

I ignore
For a while
What 
I saw
Tails departing
The door

There once was this horse from Kentucky
Who promised to make me lucky
I gave him a shot
But he could only trot
Turns out his dad was a donkey

So when
The Library
At 
Alexandria
Burnt 
To a
Crisp
Just how
Much 
Lost was worth
A wisp

The 
Event
A waste
Of fuel
Or a
Taste 
Of cruel
Restriction
Of worthless
Diction
Evolving taste

We
Sit at the
Feet of AI
Could
A Network
Crash
Repeat
Ancient
Egyptian blaze
By the next
Silly cyber craze

I speak 
With my spouse
About the
Oven
We lose
Sense
Of time
Becoming tense

Whereupon
A coven
Of ribs
Put in
Seek
Some
New generation
For reproduction

Not to be 
Ribald
But the
First 
Tickled rib
Became the true
Prima Donna
The timer beeped

I
A pescatarian
Was shy
But somewhat
Glib
My spouse
Doesn't
Seek a sparerib

We miss you
Readers 
Hope you come
Back
Give us 
A reason
To take up
The slack

A saint
Thinks back
Of barbarian
Taint

What’s sustainable
Ain't
Life
It‘s transmutation

That’s the revolution
Which lacks
Perfusion
Freedom from time

Where 
All critters
Climb
Out of, into

And into, out of
The
Slime called 
Time

Don't open
The door
Nor window
Uncover
The bird
Sings for
Its mother
Your voice
Would
Smother
Its ancient
Cant
Even if
Silent
You are
Unable
To recant
The avian
Cry
So just
Don't try