Jack Ellison Poet Quatrain

Association of Chronic Bellyachers

When traveling a stretch of life's highway
Does it feel like it's uphill both ways?
Does it feel like winter's twelve months long?
Do you work like a dog for small pay?

Well welcome to a newly formed club
The Association of Chronic Bellyachers
We meet every Thursday at the crack of dawn
We're a bunch of cranky “whine” makers

No grins, guffaws, or laughter's allowed
Could be thrown out on your rear
We've a couple of burly guards at the door
Wearing scowls from ear to ear

So if there's really nothing that bugs you
You ain't welcome at one of our meetings
Especially if you're content with your life
You could even end up with a beating

We take this bellyaching seriously you know
It's developed into a new kind of art
The technique we've developed is really simple
Happiness never invades our heart

Now, if the real truth of the matter be known
With tongue planted firmly in my cheek
I'm really this sweet, kind hearted old codger
Never gripes, never lets out a peep!


© Jack Ellison 2013

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Timothy Hicks March 19, 2013 at 6:02 PM ... does the association have an opening available?? LOL... kidding! But honestly speaking I could work on not complaining as much as I do... I don't wanna end up in Grumps-R-Us or Whippersnapper-Rehab.... OOohh I do believe I'm having too much fun with this... but that's your motto, right? Jack Ellison March 21, 2013 at 7:49 AM I have discovered, if nothing else, that the old axiom, "life's short so make the most of it" is so so true! YUP! That's my motto!

Carol Eastman February 25, 2013 at 7:43 AM I'm a Championship Belly Acher... When I get on a roll the room vacates... So had to stop... It's no fun if there's no one to listen... LOL... People come to a smile... they run from others problems... Can't blame them... I'd run from mine if I could, too... Jack Ellison February 25, 2013 at 7:50 AM Haven't noticed any bellyaching coming from your direction! Methinks you jest dearest Carol! xox

Guru Jad February 25, 2013 at 7:34 AM Your writings do show the essence of your persona............. a true gentleman.. a rare kind these days! Jack Ellison February 25, 2013 at 7:47 AM You are very very kind my good man... your positive comments are of course much appreciated! Have a great day! Jack

Wayland Bunch February 24, 2013 at 7:27 AM Oh I simply detest the news. And beware you have been clerihewed hahaha. I don't know if that is a word, but it's the word of the day lol. Jack Ellison February 25, 2013 at 7:48 AM Gonna have to look that one up! LOL

Wayland Bunch February 24, 2013 at 6:15 AM I'm the chairman of the board hahaha. I sense a contradiction here lol, at the close that is. Still nice to form, great work. Jack Ellison February 24, 2013 at 7:18 AM Bellyaching is a useless endeavour! It changes nothing and only causes you angst... best to just cruise along and NEVER watch the six o'clock news!

Russell Sivey February 24, 2013 at 6:13 AM I believe you with that last stanza my friend, I believe that's the way you are! You are a kindhearted man, a man with a loving personality, and one that does rarely gripe about life! Don't get me wrong, we all gripe about something in life, but I can just see you doing fewer griping than most! Your write is hilarious Jack! I really enjoyed reading this fine poem this morning! What a masterful piece, a wondrous creation, Great Work!! Jack Ellison February 24, 2013 at 7:15 AM You're right... we all gripe about something! We wouldn't be human if we didn't. It's part of being homo sapien! You are extremely kind my dear sir!