Curious Roadkill

YOU SEE THE ODDEST CREATURES

Laid out on the highway
its feet in the air
I take a good look
as we pass it. No hair.

Just bumps on its back,
curled spines on its tummy;
its mouth sort-of open
its snout looking gummy

I ask my chauffeur
“What creature is that?”
He says with a chuckle,
“A dead rubber rat.”

Dead rubber rat
While I’m no artist, here’s my attempt at a dead rubber rat. Highway pic courtesy of Pixabay.

Haiku For Lunch

We were in the city having lunch at a BK by a main thoroughfare. These haiku distilled from my window observations:

verses
scribbled on a napkin
finer dining

bearing gifts
from afar
UPS

snail on the move
with all his chattels
U-Haul

Texas watermelon
rounded up
and driven north

restored Model T
repainted — Henry Ford
would turn purple*

*Henry Ford, when asked about making cars in colors, apparently replied, “I’ll make any color, as long as it’s black.”