In Which I Share A Revelation I've Had About A Famous Television Program

I'm only now beginning Season Three

Of this great program we know as The Wire,

But there is something that I've come to see

That has me anxious, e'en to say on fire

To share: this show's a science program; its

Main focus, ecological. We are

Observers of a complex war of wits

Twixt carnivores and herdsmen, with Omar

An apex predator if ever were

Such given human form. I am amazed

Just watching peaceful herbivores concur

With how they're managed by this pack of crazed

Back-biting human jackals, lions, or

Police and politicians, Baltimore!

In Which I Am Fascinated And Repulsed By A Television Show

A simple concept, it would seem, our health,

But it gets weird, elusive when a trade

Develops. It gets ugly when there's stealth,

And dealings 'neath the roses, then, are made.

And it's not organ thieves, apocryphal

Or not, that trouble me just now, for I

Am watching Breaking Bad, in which a cull

Is made from Albuquerque, on the sly.

A teacher who cooks meth is funny, sure

In that high concept TV way, but then

Because a hero's motives must be pure

He's made a cancer patient so that when

He deals in poisons, sickening the mass

He's noble. Stealing health, though, has no class.

In Which I Teeter Drunkenly From Lilac Intoxication

The DEA might confiscate my yard:

It's one great mass of heady blossoms there.

My tendency to sniff just might retard

My reason and mien. I am aware

That it is best that I not operate

Machinery, or speak in public while

I'm in this deeply interesting state --

As demonstrated over on this file.

I'm not a grammar Nazi, but I am

Quite mindful of those usage niceties,

Agreement, case -- oh yes, I give a damn.

And pay attention to apostrophies.

But lilacs and some other blossoms, too

May make me start to use "whom" 'stead of "who!"