Though I thoroughly enjoy thumbing
Through a man’s nerves,
I think that it is thoughtful
To thank him for his work.
Throw him three thousand thimbles
And ask him to try that thing on.
He’s sure to try a thigh,
Or maybe the thought of those
Who are willing to compromise.

That’s thoughtless!
The thorn of thick thresholds!
For what the evil asketh of the wicked,
Has more to hold.
Thumb it up?
No- thumb it down.
The thought
Could bring you down,
Or take you under.
Then thunder.
That that’s that.

4-7-1994 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Creative Writing, Spring 1994
Taught by E.P.