Here are a few more of Dennis' poems, evidently he wrote them yesterday, and finished late early Wednesday evening, when I was alseep. He loves his Minnesota, and, now his Peru.
1) Potholes
There are two seasons they say in Minnesota!
I refer to them as: road construction, because
of our harsh winters.
And mosquito season, because of our
excruciating, hot and damp summers.
On my way to have lunch today, at Arby