Some folks finish a Great American Novel
And wonder what the movie will be like.
I wonder why are dogs “domesticated”
But can’t make my bed?
Too often the guts of the story
Are like the middle of a doughnut
A great raconteur once declaimed.
Are where it went wrong I say.
Besides, no one hitchhikes anymore,
Where is there to hitch a hike to
That hasn’t been mapped?
If there’s a God in Heaven
The thumbs will take care of themselves.
The Great American Novel?
I’m not so sure about…