Directions

[The prompt for these poems was to create a set of directions to the poet's own house.]

(Recited to the tune of “Take the A-Train”)

Please, don’t take the A-Train

or the Chatanooga Choo Choo.

Just, go north on Hiline,

then a right on Chubbuck Road will do.

Turn, left on Johannson,

take the first right you come to.

That’d, be my Monika Manse, son,

hidden behind tall bushes of yew.

            --Zazu

Come one, come all from South or North 

at "Exit 69" go forth

head West like Lewis did on Clark

beware the snake, the tunnel dark

when you emerge, a straight-up shot 

the First Nash Bar--you're getting hot 

past library, plumbers, the old saw mill

    (that's just thrown in to confuse you)

Tacoma redskins hold the hill.

You're centered now.

            --Agatha