Some verse. A journey down memory lane with Walden.

Poststructural Pub
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This is one of my earliest poetic endeavors.

I went to the pizzeria
And I got diarrhoea
But that’s better than the situation
When I got constipation

–Aaron Walden, July 1988

I present it purely in the interest of history.

Here’s an even earlier one, from when I was in grade school.

Burn rubber till your nose turns green
Burn rubber till your eyes turn black
Burn rubber till your ears turn purple
Burn rubber till your nose turns green
–Aaron Walden, 1986

And another.

Twinkle twinkle little horse
How I wonder why you force
All the stars up in the sky
To get up and say goodbye
Twinkle twinkle little horse
How I wonder why you force

–Aaron Walden, autumn 1986

2

Ah, memory lane!

I had forgotten all about it…

3

I started writing poetry sometime in 9th grade, and I’ve got most everything I’ve written in a Word file, in chronological order. None of them have dates on them. And I’d be much too embarrassed to let anyone see them. :laughing:

Those are really cute, Walden. :slight_smile:

4

I’ve got more sense than to show these, too… but I did it anyway.

5

You know, Walden, you’re the only person I know who can rhyme “pizzeria” and “diarrhoea” so delicately.

6

You’ve seen mine. Now let me see yours. (Email is fine.)

7

You are incorrigible, you know that? :stuck_out_tongue:

8

I had to look that word up. :stuck_out_tongue: You still have my email, don’t you? :wink: