To Weave Or Not To Weave

I wove myself a basket

     Out of my Palmetto Palm.

Everyone said that weaving

     would surely make me calm.

When starting on this project
 
     I still don't know how come?

I got a little nervous

     before I'd woven one.

I kept on weaving this basket

     for everybody said,

If I didn't learn to calm myself,

     that I would end up dead.

I didn't want to die, you see,

     so I just kept on weaving.

On that DAGGUM basket,

     Now my mind is slowly leaving!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Dufresne Avatar
November 13, 2009 at 7:12 PM
Thanks for the laugh. I think I understand. Robert
Culverhouse Avatar
November 12, 2009 at 5:52 PM
hang in there, reminds me of wathing my bigdaddy making baskets.
Lewis Avatar
November 12, 2009 at 6:37 AM
Very good. Keep relieving that stress or trying to anyway...lol
Golden Avatar
November 11, 2009 at 10:52 PM
Haha! I don't have much patience for "craft" projects or quiet seat work. Great rhyme, Marty! Hugs, Donna .....p.s....Soup Mail
Delacroix Avatar
November 11, 2009 at 9:48 PM
Hehe. It is funny, especially the ending and I like the way it is written and the rhyming. Enjoyed reading this tonight. Thanks for sharing and thank you for your comments on my latest poem. Caroline.
Lacey Avatar
November 11, 2009 at 2:16 PM
very amusing good job!
Gorelick Avatar
November 11, 2009 at 12:43 AM
I am that way with sewing..DAGGUM! Im smiling at this one. BG
Sheart Avatar
November 10, 2009 at 6:49 PM
Hi Marty, Good one! Truly enjoyed, Can't win either way sometimes no matter what you do. LOL! I was going to say keep on weaving but....Take care Love Light Patty
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