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When Things Go Wrong Part One

When things go wrong, Seems it sort'a cascades.... You sigh in sad acceptance... Yet you're always amazed... And it's seemingly relentless, Before you know it, you're crazed... Like losin' a remote, Sounds like a thing trite, But search, and search, and search as I might, It's still out of sight, Not much entertainment tonight.... A 47 inch buit-in HDTV and cablevision, With no way to view the picture.... Worthy of wide spread derision... And in your pocket, Is merely one buck, Your lawyer and your friend, have yours, And it seems you're out of luck... And the ultimate insult, The revolting remote... And now something else, That really gets your goat... Is being cut off by AOL, You seem to be cruely smote, No chance to reach friends, Trade quips and cute poem, Left alone by yourself, Your mind does now roam... What's next on the agenda, A plague to erupt?.... All about me in trailerland... To die quite abrupt? A dog to lift leg, and pee on my shoe? A bird overhead to "sheet" on my head? An insect on the run, To fly in my eye? I wonder, "Why God?" For me, please answer why... Better go back to bed, And dream once again, The nightmares to end, When the waking world, I no longer retain... When things are bad... And you are sad.... And nothing works for you... There's always someone to tell you... "Oh, this is what to do!" "Keep your chin Up!" "Why the long face?" "Count your blessings!" Can't they see somehow, You've long lost this race? "Be the silent strong type!" Like I could believe that croc of hype... And remember in the midst, Of that trite word, The word "believe" Is the word "lie", And those who would deceive... And "God will find a way!" My favorite of all.. Seemes loaded with gaul... God may find a way... But will I last, another day?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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