(From November 2018 through March 2019, I wrote one poem a day for 100 days at my Facebook page. While I get my act together to return to ranking things, I will be reprinting the poems here. I’m currently writing another 100 poems. Rankings will resume soon)
Do I recall an episode?
Ross evicted from their abode
The gang sells their blood
In their neighborhood
To make good
Rent he owed
Could it have happened in a dream?
Phoebe hits upon a new scheme
Sings in your shower
Twelve bucks a hour
What power!
Extra clean
I’m afraid I’ve not watched this show
It’s ubiquitous so I know
The characters’ quirks
And how the plot works
Are they jerks?
Some say so.
(A Clogymach – originally published here on December 8, 2018)