“Eeny Meeny Miny Mo”–a “brats” poem by Paul Burgess

There’s never been a boy as slow
As Eeny Meeny Miny Mo.
He caught a tiger by its toe.
His wake’s at five. I hope you’ll go.

Immortal Wisdom in Deathless Verse by Dr. Burgess [Epigrams] #5

“Expectations [Not Working with What IS]”

When clinging hard to “should” and “shouldn’t be’s,”
We’re trapped as insects glued by sap to trees.