Snake Cold Beer
Teri and I wanted to know,
since snakes were cold blooded,
if all we had to do to chill our beer
was to place a snake or two in there
inside a secure ice chest.
“One snake per six-pack might do?”
“Not quite magic but, yes, entirely like magic.”
“Put a snake in there, wait a while, then enjoy,”
we told ourselves.
Teri thought of all the other cool wonders,
the other breakthroughs,
the other delights
that could come from our experimentations
with snake cold beer.
“Like snake cold packs for swollen faces.
Place pack on face then add snake.”
I warn her about getting carried away with snakes.
“Just think,” I said, “Of all the problems that might arise
from sticking too many snakes in the radiator of a car
when it overheats.
She told me, “Silly man, fixing the car with snakes is a man’s job.”
“Think about this,” she said,
“Cold war with snakes not missiles.
Cold criminal cases
Cold turkey without turkey.
Cold winters wrapped in blankets
Summer colds brought on by snakes.
Cold openings on SNL with Trump
Snake cooling towers for nuclear power plants.
Small snakes for laptop cooling.
Larger snakes for desktops.
Instead of receiving a cold shoulder–a snake
Cold water chilled
Cold ice cream chilled
Cold hearted bastards
Needing a cold shower but getting
cool kids’ names,
cool songs for the guitar,
all involving snakes.”
I told her that we could also build a large pit
for to place all the world leaders in.
We could put all the heads of State in there
so they can chill out.
They’d be in there with snakes
till they come up with solutions
to poverty, climate change,
starvation, human rights,
pollution, and war.
Once done, they can come out and have a beer with us.
Terry Gresham lives in Lawton, OK, with his wife Teri McGrath, where they frequent the local Sigma Tau Delta readings. Terry holds a bachelor’s degree in Biological Science. He has been published in Cybersoleil, and Dragon Poet Review.