The Silver Lining, Or At Least The Yankees Lost

My wife has up and left me,

Once the object of her lust.

Now she’s hitting the clubs with a biker named Dubs,

–But at least the Yankees lost.

An audit’s hit my company.

My future’s bitten the dust.

You can forward my mail to a federal jail.

–But at least the Yankees lost.

We’re spreading our democracy,

Whatever may be the cost,

Or whether the others are given their druthers.

–But at least the Yankees lost.

Atmosphere’s been heating up,

Melting the permafrost.

The polar bears lately can’t count on their safety.

–But at least the Yankees lost.

Famine, wars, disease and hate–

Our poor world is tempest-toss’d.

I cannot tell you why we must suffer and die.

–But at least the Yankees lost.

Trekking to a mountain wise man,

I registered my disgust.

“Dear pilgrim,” said he, “what will be will be

–But at least the Yankees lost!!”


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  1. James Finn Garner » Blog Archive » "Weekend Today" Show wrote,

    […] byte in during an interview, but the poet shown on stage was yours truly, reciting a stanza from “The Silver Lining, or At Least The Yankees Lost.” Middle-brow doggerel for a middle-brow audience, but what the hey. Exposure is exposure. They […]

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