The Wholesome Satyr

Glib-glabrous like some chicanery,
wild, vagabond running amok,
powers that are near plenary,
and actions that one cannot revoke.

Rancid like a lingering memory,
wet-winded as an acerbic joke,
bitter almond-tasted inventory,
no wonder you hate wood smoke.

Labels: Wood-smoke got in my eye....