Red

Red

he said

Not quite, dear

Crimson, she said

with maybe a small touch of cardinal

or perhaps a bright shade of vermillion

Carmine? Scarlet?

Any thoughts?

He said

red.

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Sunday Mini Challenge, Tetractys

and One Single Impression, #220, Crimson (alas, too late)

Blue Pill Blues

image courtesy of Walter Parada

Economy's down

The budget's tight

We have to make some cuts

We'll lay off teachers

Reduce food stamps

Tighten belts we must!

And out health care

It's so wasteful

We can trim some frills

Use generics

Pre-approvals

Just keep our blue pills!

Diabetics

They can manage

Without their injections

But without

Our Viagra

We'll have no erections!

Fingers ache

From arthritis

Hurting to the bone?

We don't care

Meds cost money

We want groins of stone!

Who gives a damn

If some woman

Has another pup?

Birth control

Doesn't matter

If we can't get it up!

So go ahead

Cut our health care

Fix financial ills

But don't you ever

Touch our manhood

Give us our blue pills!

submitted for One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry

and May Poetry Challenge, Healthcare, at Verse in a Nutshell