"Can we still order black coffee???
Are brownies taken off the shelf?"
"Is White Castle changing its name?"
"I'm sure Cracker Barrel is screwed!"
"Can we still play Chinese Checkers?"
"No more Italian Sausages."
"I ask you, how far do we go with
this foolishness?"
Quote from David Schick
dull, drear
imagination reared
layers added to a wrinkled fear
what is tomorrow if life has passed
laid down pencils
lead, is it such disgrace
the mind is meant to wander
there's time now to erase
with ease the willow bellows
bending hate within her peace
seagulls nip upon the garden
it's all life has left to give
gone too far
has earth stopped listening
learning/turning
the leaves have fallen
I read about it's demise
that's not dewdrops
dripping from her eyes
I sailed by Mercury, Venus and Mars
Past Neptune, Pluto and assorted stars
The virus everywhere
It's just too much to bear
I still can't find one single open bar
That’s not my elephant, officer, though she is pink.
She is right in front of your vehicle sir, I think.
Not too big, but not too small, her name is Ella.
I would say she likes to carry her pink umbrella.
I bet those second graders can see her just fine.
Yes, officer, I bet that they never drank any wine.
So to say, she is not there, will start some fights.
So remember that my faith is in the bill of rights.
She dances so fine around, around over the lot.
Upon tips of her toes, she cannot smoke pot.
However, she can eat spaghetti, with meatballs hot,
She loves to slurp, and swing the noodles in trot.
Don’t you see her now, over on top of that car?
Well, sir, you’re under arrest, you’ve gone too far.
Written for
Sponsor Matt Caliri
Contest Name That's Not My Elephant
Perturbed by you, my family and friends.
I’m losing. Propaganda is told and sold
So cheaply, wantonly squandered against my trust.
To never fight for life together or again.
Is immoral pleasure gained from your lies?
It’s unexpectedness swift, so cutting inside.
The outcome real to me if not to you,
I feel the hurt, the closing love we knew
One time from birth, no more is ours to share.
To drink from your well, shallow with love I found
Flavours too strong and harsh to drink for long.
I tried and failed will nevermore wonder why.
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