Showing posts with label Poe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poe. Show all posts

Saturday, September 17, 2022

Literary Epigrams

 by Brett Rutherford

1.
A lonely bear
took in Jayne Eyre.
Reader, she married him.

2.
Your grandmother was eaten
by one Virginia Woolf,
and now she waits for you.

3.
Ed Poe is lonely
in Asbury Park.
His TV is dark,
nothing to see
with Snookie gone.
A crow drops by
(his only friend).
"Is she alive, or what?"
he moans, bereft.
The bird replies,
"Fuggedaboutit."