Tuesday, February 9, 2016


If Life Hands You Diamonds

Stamping out the flames
where He'd spilled oil on the wood floor,
God accidentally made flat diamonds.
He could make a necklace
for His girlfriend, He guessed,
so as not to waste them.
For some reason this reminded Him
that He'd been meaning to invent lemonade,
but lemon trees hadn't evolved yet.
He drummed His fingers impatiently;
what to do till then?

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