Monday, June 9, 2014

Bad taste turns Baby Chi
into fake gold shrine
Standup comedian with no comedy
but sugary sermon of gibberish
Baby Chi humors his adult pets
eating kudos from high chair
bobbing his diapered bum
like Rockette kicking up heels
His politics of WAAAAAAA’S
is song and dance for parents
Fred Astaire-suckling doesn’t tap feet
but STOMPS with cutesy athleticism
His guardians cheer and fist-pump
Baby Chi introduces his betrothed babe
(and resulting cartoon kin)
to parents’ unwavering approval
Popular punch line arrives when he dumps them all
nibbling off umbilical cords with toothless gums
leaving them nonplussed and flailing for shelter.
James Mirarchi

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