She self proclaimed as
Designated Survivor
VP Sara said.
Showtime
Spontaneous combustion
Wow turnips in spring
Evolving
New leaf on life
Fall covers my eyes
My mind is blinded I cannot see
It's showtime
Everything's burning up
End of time
Humanities extinct
1/31/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Henry never wanted to work in the castle of the king.
And he certainly did not want to be a jester, to joke or to sing.
He wanted to be a squire, but it was not to be unfortunately.
Every single night he was summoned to be the best he could be.
Tonight the piper had already been taken out with an “off with his head”.
Henry knew one misstep or unfunny joke, and he might possibly be dead.
remembering
i blurringly looked
over from i'm now
in the passenger
seat but our eyes
didn't meet she
was consintrating
on the road before
us and i was just
drunk that night
but not just that
night but every
time when she'd
see me and so
began an end
ing and another
ding came from
the dashboard
a warning that
would end up
being low air
pressure result
ing in a flat tire
as she pulled
over and went
over in her mind
it's situation time
and time to react
without thinking
as i was slowly
sinking in my seat
three sheets to
the wind as my
ship was sinking
suddenly she
before opening
the door to find
the spare in the
trunk to change
the flat
kissed me not
on the cheek
but the lips
saying don't
worry i'll be
back
for you
Those designated raindrops
the sky must have saved for two
I kissed you in the daisy field
the rain soaked us through and through
Together we ran for shelter
moving quickly to the barn
I was thankful for those raindrops
as we hastened arm in arm
Sure the sky had coaxed us
to pleasure it opened the door
The sweet smell of hay around us
made me want you more and more
Those designated raindrops
pounded loudly on ancient wood
We removed all our wet clothing
I said we shouldn’t you said we should
As I gazed upon your beauty
my true passion became proof
Designated rain brought us together
Tap, tap, tapping on the roof.
Thanks to Elsa Rosee, her title “Designated Raindrops” inspired this piece.
The sign at my local pub made no sense to me.
It stated that Designated Drivers Always Drink Free.
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