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Posted by Kitt
Of course
I know I’m crazy—
It comes as no surprise:
Some say it’s in my dancing,
You claim it’s in my eyes.
Certainly
The heats now all back.
How many merlot glasses
Will put off my next fatal heart attack?
Whatever:
I’m employee #1 engaged!
Boss Lady don’t give a fig about abused consultants:
Who’s next to get pure and outraged?
I’m sure
The bottom line won’t budge:
What’s in your action plan?
Sadie is preactively actively dying—
Time to earn my token as your Angel man.
Wats Dere Looking For?
Posted by Kitt
Does you see dem crows rousting in my lawn?
Can you tell me wats dere looking for?
Can you be my girl, I write so much better then?
But loud came the watercooler repairmen—
And chased away my better dream.
Another one active,
The other one only pre-
I works in hospice,
Can’t ya see?
First glass gone,
Second glass, looming—
What “engrasse” provokes birds so?
Where’s true love, do you know?
I believe I need to find a Muse.
Another one active,
The other one only pre-
I works in hospice,
Can’t ya see?
We’re gonna have a man’tory meetin:’
Number one billion ten thousand two-ish
Clearcommunicationiskey:
Wats it about? GO FISH!
I works in hospice,
Can’t ya see?
Another one active,
The other one only pre-
Does you see dem crows rousting in my lawn?
Can you tell me wats dere looking for?
Skeeters, beetles, crawlers creepy-oh!
If only us arachnids knew what was in store….
Posted in Poem
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