Micropoetry Monday: Opposites


The Shutterfly edition

He was a running gag,
she, a walking joke.
She appreciated that he never grew stale,
even as he appreciated her ability to stay fresh.
When they pooled their talents,
it got pretty deep,
& they enjoyed not only a life of laughter
but of physical fitness.

He was known as the party animal at the frat house,
she, the merry-go-round at the sorority house,
& when they crossed paths—
his, in a zigzag pattern,
hers, through the football field—
they met their perfect match,
for she helped him sober up
with a passing grade on a paternity test,
even as he made her into an honest woman
through honor codes, pledges, & a loyalty oath.

She was an all-American black-&-white cookie,
he, an English ginger snap.
They were the favorite royal subjects
of the press on both sides of the pond,
& so it only made sense that their creation
would black, white, & red all over.

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