After a fascinating Skype conversation about super-cooled water with Forgottenman, I settled down to watch an interview on Youtube that he’d recommended and evidently fell asleep, because my next Skype comment an hour later was :

                                   “I just woke up thinking, How now, ground round?”

I hadn’t been drinking or reading old cookbooks. I wonder by what twisted route my mind came to relay that message to me? Actually, a few hours after writing this, I decided to try to write a poem or short prose piece that made use of the line and suddenly realized that in the dream, the line was actually, “How now, ground cow?  My first thought upon awakening was, “Oh..that should be ‘How now, ground round?”  But actually, now that I think of it, I like the dream’s version better. And since no one has answered my challenge, I guess I’ll try to do it myself.  I understand your hesitation. Too weird, huh? (Since I wrote this, two people actually have answered the challenge. See their poems below in comments.)

At any rate, I challenge any witty writers out there to come up with a poem or short prose piece that begins or ends with one of those two lines.