He’s a Poet, and He Knows It

Today Oscar–accompanied by Uncle Len, Father Don, and Brother Edgar–joined the ranks of Ginsberg and Kerouac, hung out a local coffee house, and read his poetry.

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His poem is called “Oscar Goes to the Sun,” and it goes a little something like this:

In my rocket ship

I want to go to the sun

To have fun.

In weightless space I will flip.

Let’s see . . . we have rhyme, we have alliteration, we have a poem.

Snap your fingers if you dig it.

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