Nimble News and Vital Views
Groaning and mourning
Separate body from mind
Joking, poking and rocking
Calm nerves, propping me up to find
My way back home
Where I cavort into the comfort
Body and mind need to roam
Free of the discomfort
I encounter when from home I stray
Hoping to delight my heart, to leave the past behind
When to my God I pray
As in stock I nurture no axes to grind
With either friend, fiend or foe
In sane circumstances and distances
Ensuring hoe and woe
Disenfranchise no gallant glances whose dances
Ascertain body and mind cooperate
In perfect union with objectives
I’ve set to operate
Within modicum motives
Driving initiatives I take
Within the ambit of my powers
To correct a mysterious mistake
Concealed in favourite flowers
I tendered to my secret admirer
To placate misgivings she expressed when I broke the news
We were no longer interested in views held by the inquirer
Who chose to block the engagement that run counter to his vitriolic views.
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