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Futile Food Fights

I believe in the effectiveness

Of market-driven change

More ethical consumption

When it falls within our range

We all work in different way

To choose the path that’s right

But sometimes we must let it go

And fight another fight

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Generations

He taught me how to ride a bike

And how to drive a car

To always sauté spinach

But eat tomatoes how they are

How to tell a Monarch

From a Tiger Swallowtail

To always pick out postcards

And put them in the mail

How to float out in the ocean

And paddle a canoe

I hope I can do half as well

When I am teaching you

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I Miss the Men in Dress Shirts

I miss the men in dress shirts

Looking tidy with their ties

Coats of seersucker and poplin

Switch to tweed as Fall goes by

Belts that match their shoes

Tailored pants that fit just right

Those handsome men in dress shirts

Are the District’s finest sight

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Seed Catalogues

It’s time to shop for seeds to start

In little fuzzy squares

Time to sift through sock drawers

Sort those lone socks into pairs

Time to check your smoke alarms

And see if they’re expired

Time to sit down on the couch

And let yourself be tired

Time to work and rest and write

And map out who you’ll be

Choose how you will live your life

In twenty-twenty-three

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Opposites Attract

I like to eat the egg yolk

He likes to eat the white

I’m strongest in the afternoon

He’s strongest in the night

He listens to his podcasts

At accelerated speed

I lose focus when I listen

And would much prefer to read

He wants everything connected

To the Internet of Things

I prefer fresh air and sunshine

And the daffodils in spring

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Bedtime Tactics

At ten pm, she has an urge

To scrub the bathroom sink

Then she wants to eat an apple

And she wants some milk to drink

Then she has to use the potty

But through her plans I see

This kid’s never been a mama

But this mama once was three