Sometimes
Alone
I've sat
And thought,
About
Just this
And that
I think
About
A lot
Of things,
My wife
My life
My cat
Today
I thought
About
Someone,
Who floods
My eyes
With tears
I know
You know
It's you
Mother,
I've missed
You all
These years
Seals and fishes
make wishes -
large and small.
Bees and beetles
are so leetle -
they're not big at all.
I ran downstairs
to play musical chairs -
how I do recall!
I kept repeating
changing seating
'til there were none at all.
A ditty to my titty
There you are upon my chest
You used to be the boob I loved best
But now all you do is cause me grief
I just need a moments relief
But you would rather swell and cause me pain
Make my skin itch again and again
This journey so far , has been too long
I’m starting to think we don’t belong
To add insult to injury there’s a wound that won’t heal
I’m forced to wear dressings-I’m sick of this deal!
This wound has ruined nearly all of my bras
I think this issue has gone too far!!
Now my skin is attacking me
Itch itch scratch scratch
please just let me be!!
So here it is- a ditty to my titty
I beg you please- stop being so ty
My get up and go
Got up and went,
I’m repenting my sins
For wasted days I have spent.
It’s ok for me to not show up
Though I hate letting people down,
Would you rather I ‘had a face on’
Or laugh whilst wearing a frown?
Without sounding selfish
And I’m sure you agree,
It’s good being You
But I prefer being ME!!
No longer will l sin
Treat my temple like a bin
Shoving all and sundry in
So l will bear and grin
Take it on the chin
To be happy in my skin
Be healthy within
No more biscuits from the tin
Against the bulge l will win
Today l will begin
To do and feel better!
They were pushed by the October winds
Ghosts on a fine swing, numbering three.
Singing a ditty they had learned
With a wee ditty, wee ditty, wee ditty, wee
One of them with a glass eye
Another with a head that was swollen
Then there was the boss, named Cy
He was the one who thought he was golden
Their ditty took on a happy mind of its own
They sang long and hard, and super loud
Loving it that it was like a song and a poem
Best of all, they were super Halloween proud.
Wee ditty wee ditty wee ditty wee,
We swing and we swing, we are the Halloween three
Wee ditty bee bitty, cee city she,
The trees ring with witches, how happy are we!
You're extremely attractive
This much is true
A bouquet of flowers
Has nothing on you
Admittedly fawning
I plead guilty of
But I really can't help it
I'm so much in love
A morning song
‘Tis brought along
By time spent with my pretty
So now I hum
The whole day long
A happy little ditty
the dawn is breaking
cardinal tweets wake-up song ~
humanity yawns
Date written: 01/27/2022
I once met an psychic Gypsy
Who warned me not to get tipsy
I always got drunk
But who would have thunk
I'd end up in Mrs. Shipsea*
*Mississippi?
When kittens get religion
We could call it Catechism.
A knight in shining armour
Happened to meet an old flame
So its waffles for breakfast
And that is a crying shame!
There was a girl called Polly Esther,
the fastest girl from downtown Leicester.
Pre-packaged food was her sole fare,
For healthy meals she had no care.
In the tum for food there's room.
There plastic wrappings end in doom
IMP-EACH-MENT-AIR-DITTY - IV
Leer on face droning phony his Speech
Coast-Guard nasal-ed win bareback on Leech
Triumph of Demo-Crazy
World aghast by Lunacy
DEMOCRACY strappado-ed on staid Beach
Lone Life-Saver shed ONE tear on lost Beach
While Leech kicked bareback biting hand of Teach
Peach tore to shreds SOTU
Corona-Virus-ed YAHOO !
Now POTUS sons romp and riot on Beach !
POTUS Son-in-Law Prophet Peace Preach !
Indicted Jockey borne aloft by Leech:
Gold-grab Land-grab God-grab !
Blow this World up so drab !
Let the Self-CHOSEN-Few reign with Leech !
Shame ! Shame on US ! Last bastion of Speech !
The World held its breath hoping YOU’d us teach !
Your sons laid their lives down
To uphold righteous Crown:
Empty words rot on Omaha Beach !
(c) T. Wignesan - Paris, February 3, 2020
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