190.
Salamat Gob
Sa pihak sg mga kabudlayan, salamat sa guihapon
Kay imo ako takus nga ginbaton
Ang kis-a nangin urugtasan nga uripon
Patawara ako kon wala nagbalikid
Kon ang akon prinsipyo nagtakilid
Sa pihak sg imo tawhanon nga pag-ulikid
Gob, ang akon reputasyon hinali natiphag
Sang ako sa inyo nagluib kg nagbulag
Tani sa liwat ako hatagan ninyo sg paglaum kg kasanag.
-08/21/2012
*My Twilight Poems Collection
The troublesome throaty explosion
For which demanded is handkerchief
That helps to hinder hell’s diffusion
By the thoughtless simple man or chief…
The oft-followed by a dragged-out gob
The owner sends straight to nearby soil:
What had tried to chesty freedom rob
And a whole day for sufferer spoils…
A scurrying for antibiotics
Or soon, the chest shall be again heaved:
Haphazard gestures of semiotics,
The jerkily thrown off guard retrieved…
The attacked with, first, expectorant:
Syrupy stuff that keeps it at bay;
For cough’s accursed cause a search warrant,
In one’s airways delightful free way…
Cough’s innocent picture throat-clearing
Yet, muffle for a laughter rearing…
Capsule of disguised danger warning
For one you wish to see, next morning…
Occasionally in life comes a welcome surprise
Fierce determination seen in Nancy Pelosi’s eyes
Upon visiting Ukraine to support Zelensky
~ She bolstered his stock (and his smile) immensely
A wise person wrote be careful what you post on your Facebook wall
A potential employer checked my daughter’s and did call
He was impressed with what he saw and read
That is precisely what he said
It’s every parent’s duty in life to teach their child
To be savvy in life, not to act wild
Should your child’s friend post garbage on their wall
Tell your teen to delete it, in the eventuality of a job interview call
The possibilities of landing a job are greater when kids use their brains
Breaking them free from their “so called” friends chains
Amoung the falling leaves comes
The call of the Holloween mall
Laced with all it's dark toys
A little of this and a little of that
Making way to interact
Childrens foot steps clop clop
Door to door they make their prop
Ring it again
Are they in there
Oh no lights not on
Come on, come on
Down the street they go
No trick or treat at all
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