Ode To Me, (Owed to Me...)
Crazy is lazy
Color me in Shock
There’s Nothing for it
Just knock off my Block.
Rock On!
Nutso is Just So
And So goes my Tale
I’ll just Beat my Breast
Pour ashes and Wail
Wacko is Back, Oh,
Whatta surprise
I’m just in Heaven
With Marmalade skies!
Silly, Willy Nilly
And Fiddle Me Ree
There’s not a Damn Thing
The matter with me
Dream On!
(When I was a wee lass
My mind was a bit crass
A morass
A midden
It won’t do as bidden...
Must Flee!)
My Mental Health
Arrives here by Stealth
A hearty Welcome
Is Offered and then Some.
Spawn On!
I’ve not got Insanity
Nor yet the Vanity
To crawl to the Psych ward
Just cause I am Bored
Not Me.
So Wheeeeee!
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Social Contraction:
A flair for Random punctuation
May well Suit my Peroration
And if I Capitalize
All my letters To the skies
Get Wise
Rise above your Station:
Add Your Own
Flagellation Ration
Here, Guys.
And I Thank You!
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Comments: 22
A possum is bolder
My wit's getting colder
But I'm not yet dead.
When our daughter was in high school we called her room "the midden." Like many people she became neater when she moved away from home. :)
Teacher, ma'am, I learned two new words: midden (pile of rubbish) and peroration (the concluding part of a speech, usually intended to inspire enthusiasm.")