
Today’s NaWriPoMo challenge is to write an advertisement poem, like the old Burma-Shave. Remember the little signs along the road? Maybe you’re old enough. Here’s a couple of examples:
Picture each line as a separate sign, a few hundred feet away from each other. Entertaining for the kids in the back seat.
I Heard it On NPR
Reading is to brain,
As user on cocaine.
Mind’s eye sees,
Like neurons on LSD.
Writer’s cock-and-bull,
Is nothing more than reader’s mule.
No wonder the book is always better than the movie!
(Note of explanation: I’m an NPR fan. A couple of weeks ago, I listened while I drove: Reading transforms the brain chemically in the same way mind-altering drugs do, but with no nasty side-effects. Unless, you count me wondering what the character is doing long after I closed the book. Do you ever do that?)