Verlena S. Walker Poet Verse

Yackety-Yack

YACKETY-YACK
This broken pencil was just a nub – no longer usable.
I wanted to jot down the amount of this playbill dated September 08, 2001.
However, I decided to save the amount in my contacts of my cell phone.
These bifocal glasses are working to well.
I am observing a pigeon dropper slight of hands.
I am now walking down the street of angst.
Somebody had deliberately ticked me off.
Muscle spasms occurred.
I call my husband for him to come pick me up.
Disgusted by my lack of control, I begin to analyze my reasons.
Via conclusion, I derived that I am not going to be cheated out of a good life.
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PENNED SEPTEMBER 30, 2014!

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Richard Lamoureux October 2, 2014 at 8:11 AM Reminds me of Seinfeld's Yada Yada Yada. Verlena S. Walker October 2, 2014 at 7:14 PM To much noise and so little talk... Verlena

Charlene Wilcox October 1, 2014 at 11:57 PM We feel like that to with All the slamming of medical bills...We almost get paid up and then The System decided We should pay again and they double the frame work.So if Our Medicaid doesn't get approved.I'm not touching anymore medical bills....I'm going to enjoy life for a change too.So I could Identify with this too.Very neat write...I figure while the systems gone nuts I should finally join Them,lol! Verlena S. Walker October 2, 2014 at 1:49 AM Makes sense to get in where you fit in - makes a heap of sense. Live life to its fulfillment. Sending a smile and a wink, Verlena...