It certainly wasn't for lack of enthusiasm.
OK, I'll admit it. I occasionally rush into projects when I get excited. And I was REALLY excited about raising a family of Sea Monkeys.
But I promise you. I did not rush this time.
I even recruited my friend George to be my lab assistant. He brought over all the necessary equipment. And we followed the directions to a tee.
Step #1 involved adding powder from Envelope #1 to the water.
Then we had to wait for 24 long hours for Step 2, which involved adding the freeze dried Sea Monkeys contained in Envelope #2 to the water.
Then I waited.
And waited.
And waited.
But the Sea Monkeys never hatched. A bunch of stinkin' duds.
So Kevin remains an only child.
You know what's even more disappointing? I will never be able to publish a sea monkey poem on www.seamonkeyworship.com
And join the likes of Alexis:
and Leesa:
But wait! If my poem was exceptionally good maybe I could fool the sea monkey worship people!
(They don't have to know my Sea Monkeys died in utero.)
I decided to give it a whirl.
Nerdling Sea Monkeys
Sea Monkeys swimming
Around in their aqua world
Studying chi square and
Multicollinearity
Submitted by Lou Clyde
I'm so proud. It brought tears to my eyes.
Admittedly, it would be a wee bit humiliating if I were discovered to be a fraud: a fake Sea Monkey mom. But I decided to throw caution to the wind and submit my poem to the seamonkey worship people anyhow.
And I got this message: The e-mail message could not be delivered because the user's mailfolder is full.
An ordinary poet might be discouraged. But not me!
There's always The New Yorker.
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