My Mood Today

Today I’m a blob
a slob
a glob
a perturbed mob hob
don’t ask me what it means
you will be peter fink snob
you’re ugly and spoiled
and it’s not your business you see,
so get away and stop pestering me.
today I’m a blob, a snob, a glob, 
a perturbed mob hob.
uglier and more surly than
a spilled kernel of a sassy
Iowan corn cob.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Wolf Avatar
July 29, 2021 at 8:24 PM
Writing this poem, you did a fine job! lol. ~ gw
Krutsinger Avatar
July 30, 2021 at 11:52 AM
I like how you rhymed with me
Hankins Avatar
July 29, 2021 at 8:37 AM
Go back to sleep, Caren! Or, you could have a nip or two...might elevate your mood a bit. Loopy-Loo!
Hankins Avatar
July 30, 2021 at 12:26 PM
LOL. You might really go on a trip!
Krutsinger Avatar
July 30, 2021 at 11:53 AM
I don't dare have a nip with all of these prescribed drugs
Kavanagh  Avatar
July 29, 2021 at 3:23 AM
I know that feeling Caren, usually a good workout shakes loose the cobwebs of indifference, nice language even if you don’t know what it means, we get the message, cheers David
Krutsinger Avatar
July 30, 2021 at 11:53 AM
Thanks David
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