Fallen in the Trap
Once again.
April the First.
The perennial maternal forgetting:
taken by surprise,
but I always believe what my darlings say
whatever the weather,
despite the date, even year.
As the years pile up,
doesn’t one learn a bit through
Time and repetition?
Is it the same old, same ole
habitual trap to fall into?
Oh, really?!
Did they? Was it?
Ad inf.
Boring! Whata Fool indeed.
Despite the elder status
supposed seniority, sense,
experience, even, for godsake.
Honest injun.
Yet….faithful in folly
and stubborn in stupidity.
Remind me! What’s the date?
April