Poetry

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Did you hear?
Can you believe?
I don’t want to sound, sound
So negative.

Itching ears are all around,
Like a dachshunds ears dragging the ground.
Moved across the path, where others walked.

What is it you picked up,
when your ears were too long to carry.

I hope she’s not offended,
I’ll have to call you back.
La La La, La Te Da, I’ll never,
Call that place again.

Whoops, another casualty
Of a sudden epidemic
Of an age old disease,
Called toungsy stepsy.

It is quite a sickness,
Antibiotics cannot bring cure.
Hurt feelings pop up everywhere,
The trail that flares the talker

Tongue if by see, you if by phone
Call another to pick a bone
To someone else that doesn’t matter.

Dig a hole, need a handout,
Wider, not deeper
Deeper, not wider
You still need boots
You hit the water table

Indigestion Rolaids can’t cure
Green, Yellow, Orange, Tums
I don’t think the color will matter
Gossip doesn’t taste good,
but it does have flavor.

Hard hearts, soft friendship
Hatred, unforgiveness.

Telephone, Telegraph, Tele-Nobody

Blown out of proportion,
Grand in size,
Big fish story,
Not always wise.

The ring,
The phone,
You must have heard,
The circuit.

Are you sure you didn’t forget
the rumor not one word.

He said, she said, Yada yada
I’ll call you and tell you
How the e-mail read

Thought you oughta know

Where’s the beef? What’s the beef?
Why me? Why you? Why who?

Yahoo!! Caught in the middle

It’s not hard to be in the middle,
When you hang in the crowd.

Try being silent, habit,
Tongue in mouth,
Hope it don’t roll out.

Eyes in socket,
See what you want

Put your closed pen in your pocket,
What happens we will see.
What comes of it we will know.

“Ladies and gentlemen”
Don’t be a spectacle.
It’s not a show.
Grandstanding means trouble.

It’s selfish.

God knows.

Save yourself.

Conceal the matter.

If you dare.

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