Hedgehog in the Blog

No better reason to get the blog going again than for a traditional Baba Sofa poem.

Apology: 2012

Baba Sofa, I’m late I know,

but not the late you’re hoping for.

Your words – high heels, sway hips, the world is coming to an end!

Delight!

You’ve always been so good to add vice.

 You say, just pick one, old, bald or lame

I’ll love with time,

But damn it Baba it’s year twelve!

Zigzag like fly around a mound of poop

For sake of any steady rooster in the Melrose coop.

I know, I know there’s Baba progeny at stake.

Approaches vary, but our end is shared.

I have a foolproof plan.

Fs.

Ford, Pharoah, Firefighter, Francis, Fiddler, let’s stop there.

I know which plays the tune most pleasing to your ear.

Steady Baba, before you usher your reproof,

Do hear, he’s fixing shingles on a shaky roof.

And, rightfully the roof is top priority.

So now you see, the challenges that lie with me.