This is what happens when there is no lifeguard on duty.

 

I’ve lived both far

and very near

have yet to throw

an asparagus spear,

 

Just how far

I’d like to know

my quiver full

of ones I’d grow,

 

Never cruel

and never mean

but pointy

and quite

slimy green,

 

Through the thick

and thin I’d sort

it could become

an Olympic sport,

 

A Walnut Trophy

tall and varnished

proudly isn’t

just a garnish.

 

 

 

 

 ZC