DC Playwrights

“it’s gonna be a mild winter,”
said the squirrel.
“global warming,” i replied.

‘we also had a mild summer,”
squirrel noted.
“is that global warming, too?”

“global warming means
whatever i choose it to mean.
neither more nor less.”

“question is,” asked the squirrel,
“whether you can make words
mean so many different things?”

“when i make a word
do a lot of work like that,”
i declared, “i always pay it extra.”

“global warming is two words,”
said the squirrel

“then i am really getting a good deal.”