Two Poems
- by -
Tessa O'Reilley



I know all about the bible, which of the rich are idle
escapology philately morphology and tourke, the phoney
the baloney the radical Anigonni, I'm a genius you cannot
teach me more. Decimals and fractions I can them in my
head, all the classics I have read I can quote all great things
said I'm professional but truly not a bore. I am acquainted
with all banking francing stamping, stock markets I have taken
in my stride, driving womens lib, equations and the frib, I
even know from Moore's when men have died.
At gardening upholstering, carpentry legality, building plumbing
plastering I'm expert. I'm a one man operative, general factotem.
I've retired again from MENSA for a cert. But I'm really on the
ball with my ladder on the wall and I whistle as I wield my mop
and scrim, looking down upon the crowd who envy me aloud as they
say I wish to God that I were him.



The Fox

Shy not sly
abiding by nature's wildest ways,
they laze their days in lair
this pair with two three cub
amidst the hub of my suburban life.
But come the night
they feed, playfight
not doing the slightest harm
yet near to farm, as they are able
though "fare of Kings be offered them,
they much prefer
my table."

Copyright The Bentilean 1999

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