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Thanks4giving Me Reason To Write Mish Mashed Gobbledygook

this own lee bro' thar of yars dashed analogously graced on par how a marathon runner raced to Macbook Pro laptop computer post haste soon as he goat back to his domicile nestled and encased in the bucolic, democratic, and fantastic spit non defaced woodland partially hydrogenated oils baste surrounding Highland Manor Apartment our ace in the hole, whence he i.e. mice elf (Matty Mouse) with threads of gratitude laced within a feeble attempt to burble, cobble, fiddle, easy as gravy, an insrutable letter placed in the output queue soon as all the typo O graphical errors erased and, though struggle to convey love for such an endearing older sister, which digitally squawking, aye did not cut and paste boot doth admit to allowing, a saucy bit of small potatoes sayest in ma trademark (truemark) stuffing of fluffernutter (that taste) G---R---R---E---E---A---A---T (courtesy of flaky Tony the corny tiger), which gimmerish aims to waste juiced spare moments, and tubby direct, earnest and frank lemme communicate without resorting to caginess, but free roaming thoughts to thank ye and Rich for welcoming a small group of family and friends to your Woodbury, New Jersey abode, page number two: somewhat near Redbank to relish the salad days of times gone by, when as kids, we tricked each other with a harmless prank such as hiding a fuzzy wuzzy Willie, or scaring the other with the molded Creepy People that doth rank as laughably innocent, these topsy turvy times, when faith no more eroded cameraderie among fellow Americans to tank especially as the world wide web iz going to fill in the BLANK thus moments to share a tasty repast did help me to crank out this artichoked gibberish, which when placed atop pyramid of cranberries sank. as didst this heart of darkness within soul asylum of papa and momma genes to two beautiful young women re: daughters, whose absence felt as gloomy fiends similar to the Ogre encountered, when goose that laid golden egg stolen by Jack of beanstalk of story book fame as a cash cow means.

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