When Bob Jumped Off the Garage Roof with Delilah

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When Bob Jumped Off the Garage Roof with Delilah

They say Bob sported only
a limestone ascot that night.
Delilah was nude too, save for
her boa of lit birthday candles
and boots of Spanish leather.

– nice boots, with Sampson’s
biceps tooled onto the thighs
and scrapbooks of his broken
ukulele and his grandmother’s
strudel carved into the soles.

Anyway…

As Bob and Delilah, holding hands,
plunged towards a vat of stray cats,
they cringed at the landing sure
to hurt more than a guided tour
of the Early Dentistry Museum.

But lo and William be Holden,
their fall was broken by a magic
carpet ride of lumberjack poems
whisking them safely to Danny’s
for a nightcap of caramel stew.

Danny’s patrons, being pretty-much
naked too except for fluffy crowns
of Russian flash-dancing squirrels
and socks knit from streaks of sky,
Bob and Delilah felt right at home.

Meanwhile Sampson, chain-smoking
American Spirits back on the roof,
broke into the most heartbreaking
version of “Why, why, why, Delilah?”
since Tom Jones lassoed the moon.

Jannie Funster

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