Cliches Come To Life
Deep in thought
I clear my throat
When out pops the frog
Sometimes I'm so nervous
I about pee in my pants
Holy Moses: Here come the ants
Adjusting my bonnet
I feel a sharp needle
Yup, there's the bee
I can't hold back any longer
And much to my chagrin
There go my horses
And when I inspect
My grandfather clock
I find a tic in its tock
But one thing I'll never do
I'll never anger my wife
Because then I'll find out
What it is to live a dog's life
~ Just a little silly musing on
the vagaries of life
(whatever that means)
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