Red-Headed Mule

POEM! A Simple Poem About Fringe

Another Fringeless week
so little to speak.
Will our great show end
When Peter goes to mend
Fractured realities,
Pains and maladies?

Another Fringeless week
Missing our meeting a freak
Hair of gold
You broke the mold
You make right
With tremendous might
for a price not so slight

Another Fringeless week
Has Walter eaten a leek?
Might lower blood pressure.
Nah, where Escher?
Maybe a spirited call
Untangles then ends it all.

The preceding may not match one-to-one with the current plot but I hope you find it enjoyable.