A Terrible Analogy

Trying to keep my mind innocent,
Is like trying to convince others
I have fond memories,
Of picking oranges...
From the lush orange groves,
Grown in Death Valley.
And the vultures loved the dance classes I taught,
To the songs sung by Madonna.

'First of all...
That is a terrible analogy!
Death Valley is primarily a desert in California.
And vultures are not easily trained to dance.
I'm related to a few of them that have no rhythm at all!

Why are you looking at me like that?
I'm not stupid! '

No...
I'm not thinking that.

'It would be a waste of time,
To wait to pick something that will not...
And can not grow.'

You have no idea how much I agree with you!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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