E. R. Case

Warner Springs, California, USA

Born Long Beach, Ca. Nov. 3, 1921. Married Verna (Nee Kniffen), now deceased, August 9, 1941. Happily married for forty nine years. Children, Sandy and Tom. Pilot in World War II, no combat, B-25's. District Manager (Ret) Pac Bell tel. I write poetry for pleasure rather than a way to carry a message. And I enjoy every minute of it.

Duck Milk

Of all the things I ever did,
Which seem to run amuck,
The hardest thing I ever did
Was try to milk a duck.
Duck milk is delicious,
And most expensive too.
So if I ever get some,
I'll save it just for you.

What Did He Say?

I was once the proud owner of a Siamese cat,
Or, just perhaps, he owned me,
Who owned who is not really the point,
Because he was boss, as you'll see.
We were talking one day, my cat and me,
My grand daughter sitting nearby,
And each time that I made a comment,
Cocoa answered quickly with a cry.
The conversation went on several minutes I guess,
My grand daughter watched from her chair,
She slowly arose and came over to me,
It was clear that she wanted to share.
She leaned on my knee and looked in my eyes,
When they're curious they all look that way,
She quietly said, "I know you've been talking,
But, grampa, what did he say?".