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Tag Archives: Really?
Oct18
How do You Know I’m Not?
Sitting at the club tonight,
Barman asks me to say “when.”
You really should stop serving me,
I’m waddling like a pink penguin.
10/18/2019
Jun23
Neither does Tigger
I made the offer from the good of my heart,
Yet her reaction made me feel like a leper.
Although she showed some interest it seems,
Sammy does not like Diet Dr Pepper.
06/23/2018
May2
Beware An Aside…
They operated on my foot today,
Removing glass that thought to stay.
Then they say it wasn’t glass,
Which made me think of a winsome lass.
(It was dark and we had been skinny-dipping,
Our young bodies battling the chill with our
Overheated passion.
As she turned her bike to ride away,
She ran over my foot, breaking a small bone.
I can’t remember why or what we argued about,
But will always remember her. And the diagnosis
Of hyperkeratosis…)
05/02/2018
Feb24
And Sammy Helped
As a younger man, I learned one way.
Efficient, simple and that was that.
Although, now I have come to understand,
One can’t fold laundry without a cat.
02/24/2018
Oct14
How Many Movies?
Stopped for the night at a rundown roadhouse,
Saw the cemetery, but my eyes were getting bleary.
Woke up nude and bloody, chained in a mausoleum,
With the ghost of Patrick Swayze, very eerie!
10/14/2016
Blithe Poetry 