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A definite bonehead moment

since revised when das scribe 
made laughing stock of himself 
(circa ~ 8:30 post meridiem 
December twenty eighth, 2022).

A retrospective account
revisited courtesy the following 
honest to dog doe eyed, 
doofus dopey dilemma
allows, enables, and provides
figurative fodder from readers,
who ordinarily lavish
honorable voluntary praiseworthy feedback,
now your chance to chide me 
viz when senior moment struck

(an admitted absent minded fella,
could least afford to dodge responsibility
being driven to the brink of despair)
of my own accord
hence after perusing poem 
go ahead and character assassinate 
yours truly regarding 
earning convincing appellation 
as overgrown latchkey kid 
damning himself as nincompoop ace.

Forsooth, he locked the entire set 
of apartment and car keys
right there on the driver seat,
and quickly did brace
himself, asper the most logical
strategy to proceed
forthwith to resolve
quandary and chase
away (any hat tinned man)
liable to bust windshield

or window as true to form
hooligan vandalism disgrace,
despite that then two thousand
eighteen holiday season,
(year wordsmith crafted reasonable rhyme),
when good willful deeds
ought to pervade everyplace
across all four corners of
the world wide web, no
doubt insinuating snivelling

buffoon – pitch perfect 
for Monty Python crew 
lampoon written across visage of crankcase
impossible mission to maintain 
buoyed spirits (r)oiled countenance
scotched calm, cool, 
and collected demeanor 
series of unfortunate 
circumstances did displace
blockhead chassis to maintain stern face
obligations of maintaining,

forthright, embarrassing, commonplace
and healthy rapport
between poet (writer in
general), and fanbase
necessitates apprising dedicated
civility, docility, fidelity, gentility, 
humility, integrity, jocularity...
of course how could thine spouse
sabotage amazing grace,
(no matter she tried in vain 

not to smirk or grimace),
cuz the missus burst out with peals
of hearty laughter at hardcase
eluding obvious solution only futility
venting exhaustive expletives, while
unconsciously, nervously,
and grimly interlace
sing and interweaving fingers
of both hands reckoning how jace
son and the Argonauts, superman,

or even a lab bottom
sized drone weighing 
no more'n freckle on face
nor measuring, no more
than a bajillion kilobase,
all the time cockamamie ideas race
sing thru my mind lovingly
crafted in lowercase,
asper premium, sans
amidst fifty shades of gray

cerebral cells wherein
memory banks perhaps indicative,
viz early onset dementia praecox
could be outpace
sing mental acuity slowly
becoming unhinged preface
sing senescence, where nonsense
minus sensibility dost seem to replace
former sharp as a pin focus,
though body still spry

enough to hoist me petards
attempting to climb thru bedroom window,
(inevitably falling flat on my ass),
yet that mean feat 
(if successful) insufficient
stunt to join superrace,
who could help me vanish 
into dark shadows of outer limits 
of twilight zone without a trace.
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