The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Strawberry Red Dan

I have a close friend named Dan and he is red as a strawberry.  Dan was smart and very trustworthy and I always liked his laughter.  That said, Dan was really a busy fellow and never had a chance to ever try a strawberry in his whole life.  In fact, he never really understood what a strawberry's color was like and he never realized that strawberries had little seed-like looking markings on their exterior. 
I am sad that Dan is not living in my days now.  He built a fortress for a whale in his kitchen sink and that cost him much of his living years to complete.  So if you see a large Blue Whale swimming in the waters of Arizona or maybe Texas, please send my best to this fellow named Dan.  He was old and wise and he really mastered the art of salad mixing.  That was really cool.  All of the special people that needed salad would have Dan mix them a salad.  It worked well and the whale I am proud to say is happy and healthy.
So, thanks Dan.  I am sorry you never tasted a strawberry, but that is all good and fine.  I have heard that you love red ripe cherries and that is all you even considered a red fruit to desire in life.  So if you do continue your habit of making whale tubs in a kitchen sink, that's all good and fine.  If you are in fact living today that's good too.  I wont be looking for you and these strawberries that I can indeed share with my own lobster that I made a tub for in my Fishtank in my Basement are all very good and I hope that if you ever find out that your skin looked exactly like strawberries, you will consider that cherries are really not the only red fruit in the stockyard.   Thanks Dan.  I will always always always remind myself on occasion of your talents and your stringbean farm.  Best wishes.

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