Just to cut the ice a bit, I submit the following poetry readings from a book written by David M. Bader.
Five thousand years a
wandering people - then we
found cabanas.
.
Beyond Valium,
the peace of knowing one's child
is an internist
.
-Jewish triathlon-
gin rummy, then contract bridge,
followed by a nap.
.
The same kimono
the top geishas are wearing-
got it at Loehmann's.
.
Quietly murmured
at Saturday services,
Yanks 5, Red Sox 3
.
Wet moss on the old
stone path - flat on my back, I
ponder whom to sue.
.
No fins, no flippers
the gifilte fish swims with
some difficulty.
.
Scrabble anarchy
after 'putzhead is placed on
a triple-word score.
.
Hava nagila
have nagila, hava
enough already. YOU COULD PLOTZ!