I do not need a cup of tea.
I do not need you're sympathy.
I don't need you to be obtuse.
I just need a cup of Seuss.
The nib, the nub the flub a dub.
A ring of truth in the dirty tub.
How many squubbles can it squish?
How many bubbles can it swish?
The Freckle Heckle Farkle Foos.
Escaped the zoo and now is loose.
They've contacted inspecter Kleuss.
And asked for help from Dr. Seuss.
There seems to be no rhyme or reason
For there seems to be no crime or treason.
But when the slime leaks from the sneez'n.
Sadly, it's just that time of season.
So when your brain goes down the drain.
And there seems that there's just no refrain.
Just blow your nose to ease the pain.
But not your mind so that you stay sane.
Note: It seems I am up to my old ignorant bliss and didn't read what I shouldn't miss. So this won't be entered in the contest. So I offer it now just for jest. :)
Written April 10, 2017
Fit like? Foos yer doos? How are you. How are you getting along?
Dee yer av the news? Have you heard the news?
Aye ! Woppin aint it? Huge, isn’t it.
Pitched a fit !
They sai e larst is ed
a noo, dun’t mik foon o the dead
Quartered to the Auxters armpits
‘ung as a tallyboggler hanged as a scarecrow
dee ye ken? Do you understand
Bloody houghin revolting, vomit inducing
Aye, the crown is on a shooglie the King’s position is wobbley
‘is erse is oot the windae he wont get far acting like that
© Oct 15 2010 Charles Henderson
6 th in Deb's Sistas contest
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