To celebrate National Poetry Month, The Poetry Box is sharing a Poem-of-the-Day, selected from various anthologies and individual poet collections that we have published over the years.
Please enjoy today’s selection: “What We Thought We Heard” by Jan Haag, which appears in The Poeming Pigeon: Poems about Music:
What We Thought We Heard
(misunderstood song lyrics)
On a dark desert highway, Cool Whip in my hair.
Hold me closer, Tony Danza.
Count the head lice on the highway.
You might as well face it, you’re a dick with a glove.
Because sweet dreams are made of cheese.
Donuts make my brown eyes blue.
I’ve got two chickens to paralyze.
It’s the age of asparagus.
The ants are my friends, they’re blowin’ in the wind.
Do you like bean enchiladas?
I like big butts and a can of limes.
Like a virgin, touched for the thirty-first time.
The sheep don’t like it — rock the catbox, rock the catbox.
You walked into the potty like you were walking onto a yacht.
Theeeeeere’s a bathroom on the right.
Joy to the visions that the people see.
I’ll never leave your pizza burnin’.