FunVerse #6

Wrote this one on a whim, just had fun with the words and ideas:

Hullo, My Name is Steve

Hullo, my name is Steve. I have a problem, I admit.
It's something that I must do; oh, it’s something I can’t quit.
I'm helpless. I am hopeless. This is quite beyond my pow’rs
Of self-control. I’m guilty of—yes, sniffing lilac flowers.

Yes, lilac blossom time, for me, breeds great anticipation,
And just as soon as buds appear, I sniff with great elation
Those purple clusters, sometimes white, or blue, or pink, or yellow.
Indeed. The color matters not—I’m an addicted fellow.

It started way back when I lived at old Moore’s Corner homestead.
The lilac bushes towered far above my little boy-head.
Ah! When they blossomed, yes, indeed, I’d surely find a way
To pull some lilac blossoms down to sniff, somehow, each day.

Now certainly you must agree, it’s such a harmless fault,
Compared to reckless driving, gambling, eating too much salt.
And yet—if forced to choose between my lilacs and my dinner,
The writing on the wall says clearly, “Lilacs are the winner.”

May 8, 2006