Sunset, Seattle.
Dusk breaks through the rain showers.
Look! It's a seaplane!
Who's grilling burgers?
The Evil Michelin Man?
No, it's only Mike.
In the Pig Parade,
Some swine have their chance to shine
In their Sunday best.
Awful pigskin puns
Nevertheless make me smile
With such craftsmanship.
Shelter from the rain.
I think I'll stay and relax...
Holy shit! A troll!
A phallic symbol
Points to a proud tomorrow
For this great city.
Please stop and admire
My swirly cappuccino
Before I drink it.
