accost your boss
when work is lost
on dimpled cheeks
and vapid hearts
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accost your boss
when work is lost
on dimpled cheeks
and vapid hearts
strikes back
the voice
and then
retires
force
revenge is
loss
sweet is the cause
I tread
easily
I speak not lightly
I measure
slightly
and then
it is
part
me and part thee
no knowingly
but archly
the way
parabol
bites ye
that I continue
highly
when you try
too hard
you lie
when you lie
you cry
and when you
cry you
dry
as simple as my
Still holding on
to the touch
of my last fear
I cannot obey
what it is
you possess.
let loose
quick! let's vamoose!
you rev up the caboose
i'll grab the moose, goose and papoose
joy ride!
hilarity
thatches grips
to slow the quick
to slurry the hurry
and to stop the worry
Professor Patricia McNaughty-McGray
Said, "Rhyme all you want but don't send 'em my way.
I'll flunk any fool who lacks brains to obey."
So nobody sent her love poems that May.
Too psychotic to leave, too neurotic to stay,
The pendulum pauses, but time won't delay.
Inspired by a cacian poem:
The Daily Routine
The daily routine -
a grind; like whirled peas
only with less guns
8/13/2013
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
Terrific!Quote:
Originally Posted by YesNo
I gots agoraphobia,Quote:
Originally Posted by YesNo
claustrophobia, too--
that's why I can't move
or stay put.
My shrink says I fear
success; it's failure
thinks my bitter half.
No wonder
I can't get
anything done.
It makes no sense at all, but that's why I like it!Quote:
Originally Posted by tailor STATELY
Less guns? Surely you mean, 'fewer' ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by tailor STATELY
I find lack of cash has a similar effect...Quote:
Originally Posted by AuntShecky
I waited and waited
and then I weighted
that's all too late
unweight the faith
I appreciate
the wait
but I wish it to go
time has to flow
delay fails slow