Peter Chapman Poetry

The Un-Y's

"Mylar people..." -- L. Turner

I have a theory that happiness goads unhappy people.
I'll testify they have an allergy to Y --- whimsy, frivolity, gayety.
Lets play with that, see what they see.

We'll need a control, a group not given the works,
(they should be droll). Put them in a room or a picnic,
infect em with a merry strain, hoot em up,
watch them feign the color drain, watch closely

us going over to lunacy.