Cap O' Pie
- Susan Parr — June 1, 2010
I heard that a donkey fell into a well.
He slipped up on wet stones
and tumbled completely down ...
But wouldn’t that be like a puppy falling into a jar?
Getting all the way in –
the pooch’s whole self, in the peanut butter?
Or a lady, stumbling into a dryer.
Just going ahead and landing in a Maytag –
tripping, somehow, into her front loader.
Or the top half of a tree, smashing into the bottom.
Top half of a tree, crashing down into the trunk.
Top half ... bottom ...
Hey, hold my drink a second, will you?
I’m going in.

