Hitch your wagon to a tricycle.

All the way from Rancho Santa Margarita, CA, comes some deeply inspired, clearly intoxicated "joint effort" poetry.  The writers tout their creative juice as "Blue iguanas, or rather, some strange, orange bubbly concoctions that a friend swore on while abroad."  The girly booze choice, purple Crayola marker, cute flannel pattern and allusions to childhood travel...I know this is anonymous, but something tells me Clay Aitken and his assistant still have a blue iguana hangover.