A whine for street signs ... in rhyme
a comic verse; marked by triviality
and of little literary value
Mardi Gras is over
And Super Bowl long past
So it’s on to new diversions
My god, they come on fast
There’s Final Four and fests galore
A Pirate Week for mateys
New food trucks here; new bakeries there
All serving up their tasties
(no groans, folks; it’s doggerel!)
But how to find these casual spots
To take in their sounds and sights
Methink it fair to remind our good mayor
It’s hard without street signs and lights!
So this final bad verse to this odious ode
Is to folk on their way out at night
Join my pleas, nay my whines, for replacing street signs
Join the fight for replacing the light.
Sharon Litwin is president of NolaVie.
Sharon Litwin is president of NolaVie. Email her at [email protected]