“The Mastodon Chopper”
(Made somewhere in New England)
By
Jaime Rivera
WIFE: Stand ho! Who's there?
HUSBAND: (I think) Tis I wife of mine,
the king of the house on this here
asteroid! Are those not
Oreo cookies of which
I smell?
WIFE: A piece of them my lord.
A stash of crème filled cookies
found its way to Enceladus
and Skathi, and aliens,
although dumb to us,
were buying them by the dozen!
HUSBAND: Nay! So have I heard. You
mean Saturn's moons?
WIFE: Duh! Tis not one planet,
with thy name of change.
HUSBAND: Speak no more woman!
I hear FIREWORKS is coming,
to eat that which is mine. Damn dog!
Happy 4th of July!
