Once Glad Tiding

Once Glad Tiding

We thought what he did was only experimental
But turns effects he had were monumental
On whole world and what it would experience
And regarding plan now is running interference.

Absolutely no one could do better than that
I even remember once when to go scat
What you had been doing really bothered me
Which was not the way for things to be.

He utterly, literally went into seclusion
And many people found this to be amusing
But he would wallow in work and continue on
Until all of his energy was spent and gone.

Relief from any problems is no longer in site
Until according to things heard the other night
A permanent power system had been put in
So all problems would never be back again.

He then trudged on because duty did call
And one day dressed himself up as a doll
Which we all thought to be quite *****
All of a sudden into dark night did disappear.

When we left and visited place much later
Close to shore we say another alligator
That you rind in Florida where they now remain
And we ended up having a horrible hurricane.

Both the hurricane and alligator had it out
Then about Brady they ended up with doubt
And Brady's twilight was about to near
When in Miami they discovered all of his gear.

Being such a rule breaker and even a poach
Who else would really want him as a couch
After that, he turned into a beach bum
Where he is the only one who was welcome.

When what he did had been over and done
And he ended up having to go on the run
Now all of his time he has been bidding
The once glad tiding disappeared into hiding.

Will he ever come back again is the question.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran and Poet
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Meade Avatar
May 12, 2015 at 11:41 PM
Nicely done Mr. Horn -- my favorite line was "Who else would really want him as a couch" You have lighten my heart tonight!
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May 14, 2015 at 4:27 AM
Maybe they should start playing in Denmark where things that are rotten seem to happen. I should also add crutch along with couch. Back to typing which I hate doing. Writing up in my composition book if fine but typing, FORGET IT. Buttttttt, it has to be done. Jim Horn
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