poetry
Life's too short
to wear bad socks
or reset clocks
Stringer Davis: Wow MW, rhyming "good" with "unglued" is right out of Thomas Malory...
heh. I played around with alternate spellings, but none of them looked gewd enough.
Pets are fed. Coffee's brewed.
Have some time. Thread is nood.
Haven't yet come unglued.
Could be worse. Life is good. (!)
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I miss my dog
I miss my kitties
I miss the country
I don't like cities
-Karma Shave
Morning, Glories!
The world is such a glorious place,
Why is there so much palm to the face?
♫
Oh, I got willowed,
Oh yes I did.
Oh, I got willowed,
Once again.
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While I was on the
Microphone,
Didn't see I
was alone.
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Broken windowglass
Blackened eyes
Tequila memories
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Seventy thousand pounds of bacon lost!
How will this accident affect the cost?
Bacon prices are already so murky,
we can only afford "bacon" made from turkey.
Stream of Spasmodic Consciousness
Lost Again
Ruin. Failure. Loss. Defeat.
I wish that I was dead.
Or, never had been born at all.
Or was, at least, asleep in bed.
Cold leftover pizza for breakfast
We all can agree is quite fine
Problem is pizza does not go with coffee
and it's 'way too early for wine.
Faith and trust are easy
When things are going well.
Faith is only tested
When things all go to hell.
Morning, Glories.
Composing an Ode to the Morning,
But it just does not feel right
to post an Ode to the Morning
at the end of the Overnight.
The animals have determined
It's time for them to be fed
So off I go to serve them food
When I'd rather go back to bed
-Karma Slave
Late to the party
Because I slept late.
Now to catch up on the news.
Lately I'm hearty
and so I feel great.
Probably isn't the booze!
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And how many words must a poem contain before it's considered "epic"?
Potery now yer saying? Well,
I gotta pome or two to sell.
Words of Love half off today.
Limericks to give away.
when it's too early in the morning
but you can't get back to sleep
check on ONT chatter
you'll soon be snoozing deep
...unless you start chatting, too...
Valerie Jarrett says, "Yes, We Can!"
run the United States from Iran.
That post-Thanksgiving torpor
That pumpkin pie malaise
That mashed potato mellowness
That could go on for days!
Morning, Glories!
Pull out those scarves,
protect your necks.
And hats to save
your cerebral cortex!
Winter front dubbed
Polar Vortex
Means, for sure, you'll
This old man is going to bed
Before the results are in.
It really doesn't matter.
Whoever will win will win.
-Karma Shave
Goood Night, Gracies.
Before I started reading,
I thought I'd drop a greeting,
to establish my virtual presence
in our early morning meeting.
Morning, Glories!
Caught up to my own first comment.
Last line should've been
"a cupful of gruel"
Stupid Autoincorrect.
Refresh!
What will they dine on
at Sidwell's today?
Sweet curried yams
and herbed lamb flambe.
My doggie is no hunting dog,
Although we've never tried.
Some neighbor fired a shot just now.
My doggie ran inside.
All the little critters
with their internal clocks
Tell us when it's feeding time
and when to go on walks.
Erm, heh - bits of it from childhood, inspiration in previous comments, a touch of research on invariant nouns et al., but just baked originally at #177 on AoS.
Insomniac: "Where's that from? It reminds me of something Ogden Nash would have written."