The Wishbone Mini E.P.

For Thanksgiving, we had 'tatas Succotash and rutabagas Then came turkey from the oven Broke the wishbone, covenants were sealed and set On the losing end of a wishbone And I won't pretend not to mind Christmas Eve, we ate at Aunty's We had some ham glazed with honey Rolled the yule log on the fire Threw the hambone to the dogs and went to bed On the losing end of a wishbone And I won't pretend not to mind On the losing end of a wishbone And I won't pretend not to mind In the morning, the weathercock was heard Asking what we had learned of the Earth "Is it a round place with deserts and oceans Housing as many winds as one might wish?" We were standing by the gate He said, "Oh my, it's getting late!" Then he took off flying to the south With a black snake in his mouth You can shake it, break it or glue it whole No two ways about it with a broke wishbone On the losing end Shake it, break it or glue it whole No two ways about it with a broke wishbone On the losing end For St. Patrick's, we had cabbage Corned beef stew, egg salad sandwich Then came whiskey from the basement Danced all night into the dawn, then held our heads On the losing end of a wishbone And I won't pretend not to mind On the losing end of a wishbone And I won't pretend not to mind Losing end of a wishbone And I won't pretend not to mind

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026

Could've been a swan on a glassy lake Could've been a gull in a clipper's wake Could've been a ladybug on a windchime But she was born a dragonfly In the sun she warmed her wings And listened to cicadas sing "The trees are all bending In one direction Because of something" Cross-pollination by the legs of bees in spring Is a beautiful thing Oh, when the sun goes down Fireflies come out In a pond crept a slimy thing That hummed a theme from the Rites of Spring Spring Pity the mate of Queen Mantis So content, but so headless Katy did nothing but shiver and cry As did the dragonfly In the shade the gypsies spin Among the cloves, they drop their skin "Beyond the hedgegroves Over by the willows Deep in the shadows" Regeneration occurs at a furious speed Beneath the white oak tree And when the sun comes up Moon buds fold up In the sun she warmed her wings And listened to the Rites of Spring Spring Coulda been a swan on a glassy lake Coulda been a gull in a clipper's wake Coulda been a ladybug on a wind chime But she was born a dragonfly In the sun she warmed her wings And listened to sciadias sing "Ain't ever seen it, but I have heard it Sounds like the millstones when they are turning But every moment getting louder and louder And then there is silence and the smell of flowers."

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026

I graduated in 1993 I never demonstrated much of my ability I was a good boy but I was much too smart for my own good Teachers said I was gifted and quite talented Do you have an extra quarter? Got to get to class tomorrow All is fair in Asbury Make my way into Berkeley When I was seven, I stared in to the monitor And found my best friend Mr. Commodore 64 Daddy bought me an International Business Machine And with it I compromised national security Do you have an extra quarter? Got to get to class tomorrow All is fair in Asbury Make my way into Berkeley What the hell ya saving for? I'm gonna start the third world war Hanging with the punks in the gutters I have found Most of them are gifted and talented as well Oh brotha could you spare a dime? (If a quarter you do not have) Been running from the Marshall Man Since I broke into NORAD But it's working out so well The beggar's life is swell

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026

I was told a story while I warned them of the sky And I could see no good reason why the old man would have lied Oh, he looked to be about as strong as a fish And I tell it as I wonder what's the poor man's only dying wish The winter of ought five Left with two score and five lives For the red eyed coal dogs howl Could be heard for miles around In the book of Genesis God grants man dominion Over animals and the black dogs Of P. Pont caught a glimpse Come springtime there was food But the widows all refused And the poor man's black dogs came To escort those who remained Brothers, sisters Go across the river Don't look back once there Trust in God and take care The winter of ought five Left with two score and five lives For the red eyed coal dogs howl Could be heard for miles around

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026