The Trouble with Pluses

This is the trouble with pluses—
They often turn into big Midas machines.

When we are tying our trusses,
We cannot begin to imagine our dreams.

Finding a fort in the treetops,
One of us tempted a hummingbird down.

Now that we've punctured our Cyclops,
Let's take a trip to the riverboat town.

©2016 Michael Fraley

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