The baby was loud and stupid, and a baby. River didn’t know what to do. He’d never had a baby before. One day he looked in the toilet and there it was.

The geek I call “grocery boy” at Kroger is named Daniel.
No one nicknamed him or if they did it was Mars or Pluto
or Too-Smart-For-His-Own-Good.

Any farmer will tell you:
Nothing clears land quite like a goat,
Save for a Bobcat—
The 3650 Utility Vehicle—not the mountain lion.

The “flying” part I’m happy with,
though the juxtaposition with “object”
negates its suggestion of heroic action.
What really rips me is the “unidentified.”

It’s hard to sell your rhymes when you’re from here.
What editor would recognize that Worcester
doesn’t go with fester, but with blister?