SSPWBIA - Someday soon, Poetry would be in Acronyms
LOL - Laugh out loud
BAG - Busting a gut
WYBAG - With your big applaudable grin
WE - Whatever
WABOC - What a bunch of crap
YMS - You might say
TIITYT - This I introduce to you today
LBOS - Little bit of swagga
LBOSW - Little bit of sway
AIPIHTS - Acronyms in Poetry is here to stay
IWHWI - Inspired with humor and witty imagination
SMBGU - Splendor, mind bubbling, grand unification
NTPWADF - New type Poetry with a different flow
AAP - Always a pleasure
GTG - Got to go
ACD - Alt Control Delete
Beep, beep, beep, speed
©Copyright January 2013 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved
I accidently let one loose,
As easily as grease passes thru a goose,
That moment I sincerely regret,
But there was no stopping it.
The large lady in the next pew,
Jumped up and shouted, “OH GOD!, PHEW”!
The congregation still will say,
The Holy Spirit grabbed her that day.
She was gagging and retching and flopping on the floor,
All the while the pastor prayed, “More!, More!, More!
That hellish cloud soon covered the church,
And all at once they began to lurch.
Praying to God for some salvation,
Running and shouting strange lamentations,
Wringing their hands in extreme regret,
For awful sins they hadn’t committed yet.
I was laughing and busting a gut,
For what accidently jumped out of my butt,
The cloud finally lifted and they began to behave,
On that famous Sunday the whole church was saved.
All because that day during the mass,
I accidently let loose that Holy gas,
They say God works in strange ways,
It was certainly true that fateful day.
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I will dig my way out
As I’m mired in muck
Will I sit here and pout
Or start fixing my truck
There is so much to do
With no time to do it
Cannot sit here and brew
It is time to get to it
With the work never ending
But I know what to do
All the twisting and bending
And the making anew
From my fun to my work
It is quite a transition
If I can be a jerk
It is all my ambition
If I sit here and write
Will not get the work done
I am not to uptight
As my work I won’t shun
Time to get up from my butt
And get back to my work
Will start busting a gut
There is no time to shirk
My friends I am going
Getting back on my track
There is no time for toying
It’s ok I’ll be back
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