Mokepic

I don't know how anyone ever had the willpower to write an epic (poem).
I barely have the mental fortitude to write a mock epic, much less an epic.
Here are the first II parts of ?

Part I: Invocation


And let me spin a yarn for you,
(and maybe knit a sweater, too).
Where to begin? A muse, I asked,
Olympus? some laborous task?

Nay, better in medias res,
Or maybe out in the Midwes?
In Chicago and Chicagoo,
In Seattle and the road too.

Part II: Alpha


Nineteen hunder and three's ninety,
from those passionate loins burst me!
Come October, snow a-falling,
so comes yon stork, a-calling.