Went to the zoo today to gawk at the animals
Wonder what they think of us dressed up in casuals
Shorts with a bow tie
With suspenders, I wouldn't lie
Pink and purple checks, stripes or pretty diagonals<>
Went to the zoo today to gawk at the animals
Wonder what they think of us dressed up in casuals
Shorts with a bow tie
With suspenders, I wouldn't lie
Pink and purple checks, stripes and pretty diagonals
The tongue, the tooth or today,
Or then, the gaze with memories and sweat,
Left of the misery, the haze, or the blurred set,
The thoughts tied to the codes for the day,
The tongue, the tooth or the say today.
The better character to talk of for casuals,
Worth the keep, the dialogues and perusals,
Mirrored in own self, the beauty and remarks,
The hidden in phrases and in own consciousness,
The tongue, the tooth or the say today.
Or then the two extremities in own terms:
The miserable with pain and scolded for no ideas,
Devoid of the grudges, the determinate of times today,
The definitely egoed and tongued for them disappointments,
Or then, the strange attachment with catchment on all ends,
The tough tongued, the tooth or the acting today.
The back to back travels in stitches and toughness,
The foul tongued and today's writing in the wilderness.
lyrical animal it’s clearly tangible cannibal for poachers of animals
radicals
discarding anything valuable to humans saving sheep from wolves waking up sleeping bulls
wolf cry’s full moon howling
I’m prowling on foot growling plans at thousands scouting riches capital
casuals mentally dead readings from my accountants notes
votes to reach breach the slanderers of souls
the polls shows the masters factors in codes
we got scanners at post
for those counterattacking combating the fold
Sold another adapter to a soul in the matrix in the back of the skull
I’m a Cheetah moving fast this cat is bold
like magnets zombies attracted to phones
cell phone towers power plants explode
a pets life in a zoo Tarzan playing jumanji let the jungle loose
they eggs in one basket Good friends with Mother goose
fear is loosh
whoosh the fowls of the air swoop down eating flesh of you
glowing casuals
before intense the sun sleeps
into the the moon
5/11/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Went to the zoo today to gawk at the animals
Wonder what they think of us dressed up in casuals
Shorts with a bow tie
With suspenders, I wouldn't lie
Pink and purple checks, stripes and pretty diagonals
A fearsome gale tearing through Torry,
Took young Dot and Tyson away.
She met a dodger, drunk and ned as well,
Stuck for words, whit wid she say?
Now, evil wis lurkin’ aroon’ the corner,
It wis the wicked witch o’ the North East.
If young Dot wis tae survive,
She wid hae tae beat the beast!
She finally got the witch’s burberry cap,
Which wid help her get aheid.
And all the little casuals happily sang,
‘Heymin! The wicked witch is deid!’
Dot wis noo ready tae find the ‘Big Man’
Her brain wis in one mode.
Noo, a’ that Dot needed tae dae,
Wis follow the Granite brick road.
She found hersel’ back in her hoose,
Bemused at far she hud been.
Now lookin’ at some weel kent faces,
So wis this a’ a dream?
Went to the zoo today to gawk at the animals
Wonder what they think of us dressed in our casuals
Shorts with a bow tie
With suspenders, I wouldn't lie
Pink and purple checks, stripes and pretty diagonals
© Jack Ellison 2015
I woke up in the morning and went to the loo
The basin was broken so stuck it with glue
Got washed in a hurry, I was running late
My breakfast I swallowed, rushed out through the gate.
I saw the bus coming so ran to the stage
The driver ignored me, I got in a rage.
I flagged down a taxi, got caught in the rush
Good thing that the seating was comfy and plush!
Arrived at the office exactly on time
I needed a tonic of vodka and lime.
All morning kept busy then stopped for a break
Next door to ‘Havana’ I went for a steak.
Returned to my duties; went quick on the net
Paid visits to Facebook, then placed a small bet
In search of a flutter, as usual in vain.
I left a bit early, got caught in the rain.
Back home I changed into some casuals before
I put on my washing, then went to the store
To buy what was needed for dinner tonight
Somebody dared skip me so got in a fight;
Hard punches were traded! Goodbye to my fries
Now I’m at the clinic, can’t see through black eyes!
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Contest: Today I Accomplished
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Placed: 1st
We find solace in silent solitude.
Times are hard, revenge is sweet.
We lay our sins about your feet,
for what is sin without platitude?
After all, our molt so indiscrete
of one’s outer self to interlude
of decadent self indulgent attitude
in plain view of casuals we meet.
Laughingly feed those on the street
caterwauling of the vicissitudes,
to admit the two of us too crude
in our desire, to suppress the seat
of abnormality in our tete a tete.
© Feb 2012 Charles Henderson
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