A poem in defense of Dr. Seuss
March 10, 2021
When I look in the mirror, I do not do a jig.
A thin face with wrinkles, a nose that’s too big.
Ears that stick out like a wind-powered rig
If I couldn’t laugh, I’d wind up in the brig.
If Theo “Seuss” Geisel drew me, it is sure,