Playing For Keeps
10/20/19
"Playing For Keeps"
What the bleep is up with all the creeps
And cheats
It's time to release the beast off the leash
And have a feast
Sinking my teeth
Into each, until they cease
Left out to rot, not buried beneath
The ground six feet deep
In any minute it'll reek
You're a piece
And a thief
Causing nothing but grief
Capeesh?
It truly is a dog eat dog world, full of deceit
In the South, West, North and East
Cycles that repeat
Water starting to seep
And pipes soon to leak
Prices getting lowered or increased
I didn't always need a receipt
Quickly was able to sweep
Them out their cleats
Keep taking a seat
Or get up and move your feet
You're going to have to compete
How else is the task getting complete?
Never been a leech
Messes cleaned with bleach
This president, some people want to impeach
Sheesh
All these peeps obsessed with tweets
Every time we meet
Always looking sleek
She's a peach
Sexy and petite
Around me she's sweet
And a freak
In between the sheets
On the wall a wreath
And nearby is a knife in a sheath
Made another motif
Turned over a new leaf
Nearby a reef
And beach
I've been on losing and winning streaks
I'm playing for keeps
A globe with elephant and geese
Working on an eloquent speech
I listen to those that teach
But not the ones that preach
No matter if it's looking bleak
Or if the terrain is steep
I'll handle it with different techniques
Monitoring patients and listening for a beep
Helping to treat
I'm not the wolf or a sheep
I'm so unique
Full of mystique
Not just a geek
People pay respect and listen when I speak
Tired of living cheap
Got off the porch and leaped
Worked on getting strong, did no good remaining weak
Set out to reach
The top of the highest peaks
No matter if it took years or weeks
Accomplished another feat
Nearby a field of wheat
I want nothing to do with you, if you want to tweak
Or squeak
Areas that are neat
And others with garbage in a heap
Didn't make a peep
Skillfully able to sneak
In a house with floorboards that creak
By being discrete
By themselves or with a fleet
If they want to go, then it'll be their retreat
Unless they want to stick around and get beat
Live right by the street
Use to drive a jeep
Occasonally the tires would screech
For a time that was brief
Benefits being reaped
To say the very least
I'm in too deep
A continual struggle with sleep
Still after what I seek
By: Dalton Ogletree
Copyright © Dalton Ogletree | Year Posted 2019
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