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Up in the Air
This week won’t freakin’ end,
All the good amaretto’s gone,
Lost the cat on Another Manic Monday—
I know I did something wrong.
Not sure why they shot down my balloon,
So pretty in the clear blue sky—
They say they’ll have information soon,
I just wanna know: goodness sakes, why?
So I see a fair bit of coin has found its way into my bin
Precisely at the time when I dream of seeing you again
So I’ve a modest proposal, nothing up my sleeve;
Thanks for keeping in touch and yes I can breathe.
Perhaps I gotta open a vein,
Gonna really do it this time,
I just can’t go thru this again,
So many clouds at the horizon of elm and pine.
Better try to shift to the minor chord—
An incautious leap into a changed mind:
Love all your thoughts and prayers;
How the masses act so very kind.
But soon Burzek will stroll an aisle;
When once my only friend was Nurse Abby,
But looks like we’re waiting for a while:
What’s the name of your old tabby?
He’s so lost inside this ethyl place
Of his own making
So I seem to be so amazing;
Ain’t anybody here faking.
No answers from an imprudent text,
Who knows what’s coming next.
Chances swarm and the mind reels—
Is this how kismet feels?
Around the bend, around the corner,
Such nights as these I could be a goner.
So here I am at something o’clock,
But that’s not the real time.
It’s just at where in Life’s maze I’m lost
Awaiting a new midnight to fix this rhyme.
Send A Cake
I want to send
A sweet little cake
Of green and purple and gold
To a nice little person
With the grandest heart
So full of life and so bold;
In her railroad town
Twixt here and there
With its bicyclist and a spry crossing guard;
Life saunters on
As without a care
In these times both easy and most hard.
COTU Gal
Guides us on
From inland rail thence to sea;
Perhaps one day
If the Fates grant upon
A chance to be in such company.
With this mere birthday wish
Escaping heart and mind,
Without cold years counted mathematical,
I wish unto her
Many happy years to her return,
With blessings to our own virtual COTU Gal.
Tu Et Moi
Hey! What’s cooking?
Girl, put on some pants!
I’m so so grateful
How you make can out of my can’ts.
Making birthday plans—
Who’s going out of town?
Can you tell me what’s coming up
Or how we’ll never live it down?
Tu et moi:
We still work this well-traveled path.
La dee dah—
Do you really want to do the math?
A glass or two
Usually really does the trick,
But you’re not that way
And I think I’m not that thick.
Wherever we’re going,
It’s the best being it’s homemade!
Let’s meet on the avenue;
We’ll try to find some shade.
Tu et moi:
We still walk this old graveled road.
La dee dah—
I could be your poeter a la mode.
Chocolateness coconut
Or a lemony doberge:
Sweet enough for everyone—
No taste ever to disparage.
Amused you’re a Muse?
There’s more on the way.
Let’s work this connection,
Girl, whattayasay?
Tu et moi:
With sunshine or a little rain
Thank you for answering—
It’s lovely to hear you again.
Ladeedah!
Kitt
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