Good morning, noble citizen.
I see we’ve met the neighborhood delinquents.
We spend all precious time with them.
They even share our dinner hour,
regaling us with pseudo news and banter.
We cheer them on in talking cars
en route to church and Grandma’s,
we quote their latest trash talk at the gym.
(Our buds still know we’re fat,
but we are sassy.)
We meet them at the movies,
on the Youtube, in the tweet.
Delinquents sure are neat!
If Snark is in, then Snide is innuendo,
rich and spoilt.
But Snug is best of all
revealing smugness with one hump.
Snugly are we hoodwinked
into feeling all is well.
Snug and smug, we bargain with the night
and call it day because
the hoodlums on our street
will have their way.
We ask them to beguile as
they rob us of our wit and writ
of unencumbered thinking.
We follow in their sneaker steps.
We pardon them with smiles.
Susan Weber
