The Bad Finger

If we didn't have hands we'd all be mute Trying to express what we say Sometimes words are just not enough We surely need some other way If we didn't have hands we'd all be mute Couldn't show our utter disgust About this and that about ying and yang About which politician not to trust If we didn't have hands we'd all be mute Frustration would rear its head Valium would surely be the drug of choice So we use the bad finger instead If we didn't have hands we'd all be mute No words are clearer than this Talk to the hand 'cause the face ain't listening A sign you surely can't miss If we didn't have hands we'd all be mute Need to just take a very deep breath There's nothing that's really that important Sometimes lose it myself, must confess © Jack Ellison 2013
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Macfarlane Avatar
August 21, 2013 at 8:53 AM
LOL.....the bad finger does communicate more effectively than the words ever could. Maybe I should give it a try, since I have never and make my point, for they don't seem to hear my words. Ha. ha Great write Jack! Hugs
Ellison Avatar
August 21, 2013 at 10:48 AM
Sure give it a try and let me know how that works out! LOL Coming from a lady, it should have even more impact! LOL Thanks again for dropping by my dear Cecilla! Huggs, Jack xoxox
Mohammed Avatar
August 19, 2013 at 6:19 AM
Your anology here is great my friend and your flow is always world class.
Ellison Avatar
August 19, 2013 at 9:39 AM
WOW Thanks for this encouragement, my good friend! Have a great day!
H. Chouhdry Avatar
August 18, 2013 at 10:51 AM
Sir ,being a pakistani poet, I am very much glad to see your flow of verse in resplendant shape.Very well written.
Ellison Avatar
August 18, 2013 at 1:39 PM
A very big thank you my good friend! Cheers1
Manassian Avatar
August 17, 2013 at 9:22 AM
Naughty, Kenny! You haven't really given anyone the finger, have you???? The man who wrote the Kindness poem? It's Ok if you have...I forgive you! ;) Yes...verbal communication is so important! HUGS JACK!
Ellison Avatar
August 17, 2013 at 5:21 PM
I confess... yes I actually have! LOL Do you still love me Teach? I will be devastated if you say no! Big big warm and tender hugs, Jacko xoxox
Eastman Avatar
August 17, 2013 at 8:41 AM
You should see how Dragon expresses himself. It's rather Hot! and I do mean HOT!... LOL... PS. Don't tell Dragon but I've replaced the roses with fake ones and sealed them in plastic. All I need do is hose thm off... I'm way ahead of that silly Dragon, and I do mean SILLY! Oh Oh! Is he behind me again? I've GOT to put a BELL on him!... Sigh!... Gotta run... and haven't had my morning coffee yet... Hey! He just flamed my ROSES... This means WAR! Silly Dragon! I'm getting the HOSE!... HA! ...LOL
Ellison Avatar
August 17, 2013 at 5:16 PM
HEY! Go get your morning Kick-A-Poo-Joy-Juice! That Dragon is sure a silly one... big big hugs xoxox
Eastman Avatar
August 17, 2013 at 8:41 AM
Lake here we come!
Andresen Avatar
August 17, 2013 at 7:06 AM
- Agree with you ..... ...take a deep breath...- well written - Have a great weekend! - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
Ellison Avatar
August 17, 2013 at 5:13 PM
Thanks Anne Lise. Can I let out my breath now? LOL Hugs and warm thoughts, Jack xox
Sivey Avatar
August 17, 2013 at 6:55 AM
LOL, the bad finger, oh yes, in flaring anger that finger seems to have a life of its own! Have you ever done that while driving? That seems to be the most popular place for it to be shown! I really enjoyed reading this enlightening poem this evening! What a lovely piece my friend! Great Work!!
Ellison Avatar
August 17, 2013 at 5:12 PM
I'm pretty sure EVERYONE has done that at least once while driving! LOL Cheers!
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