May 2012
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Limerick
I’m not going to take any more,
I kowtow, I beg, I implore
I’m tired of pleading,
My kneecaps are bleeding,
I’ll stand up and walk out the door.
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Lou “Beg”a
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She was a ravenous sort,
Whose hunger never ran short
Stomach bigger than eye
She took the whole pie
And left on her plate not an ort.
April 2012
25 posts
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Don’t say “aphotic” - say dark
Don’t say “blemish” - say mark
You sound like a nerd,
With every big word,
It’s not an “esplanade” - it’s a park!
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Listen
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WatchDon’t ask…
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I was hungry and needed a nosh,
My mother offered some squash,
“I want a treat,
Something that’s sweet,
And you’re suggesting goulash!”
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She spoke in an adenoidal tone,
That annoyed me down to the bone,
She sounded like a duck,
Had run out of luck
And up her nose it had flown.
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It’s going to be a barnburner of a day,
I’m going to put all my laundry away,
I’ll write you this tale
Then go get the mail
And I’ll open some bills I can’t pay.
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Thoughts for the day
I don’t want to sound completely infantile like someone who laughs when they hear the word uranus, but I will not being using the word “fard” in conversation anytime soon. It doesn’t sound at all like what it means.
It is strictly for “Words with Friends” usage.
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Now that I’m not working it’s hard,
To do my hair and to fard,
My nails are a mess,
I seldom ever dress,
And my body looks made of lard.
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Stars without Makeup →
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Limerick
Eddie said, “Hey, my head’s really hot.
It must be a fever or some kind of rot.
Although it’s still germinal,
I think it’s terminal
And we must find me a cemetary plot.”
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Thoughts for the day
After a very extended absence, I decided to start up my blog again today, so I am once again at the germinal stage. I started doing this blog for me as a way to learn something new and to use my creativity every day. Like many things started with good intentions, somewhere along the way it took a bad turn!
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January 2012
118 posts
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Listen
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Listen
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Limerick
Lightning strikes were shocking me
Remoras were blocking me
I have travelled through hell
You don’t answer your bell
The gods must be mocking me
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Haiku
Like a remora
Your clinging and cloying ways
Are sucking me dry
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Limerick
What is that horrible stink?
Someone puked in my sink!
He said deucedly,
If not quite lucidly,
“I must of had too much to drink”
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Daily Dialogue
So, what do you intend to do with that piece of broken glass and that roll of duct tape? Make a shiv?
How do you know?
I always knew it was only a matter of time until you did something violent.
Violent? I am only making this to clean the gunk from under my toenails.
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A bloody shiv
