'Oyez! Oyez! Oyez! all stand,'
said the bailiff before remand,
as legal eagles had looked for loopholes,
flaws in the law,
large enough to lose a lorry,
is that what they became lawyers for?
If I had taken their advice,
blindly handed out to me,
I'd have gone directly to jail,
if not in a trice.
Attorneys, barristers, solicitors,
ambulance chasers,
searching for victims
so they may litigate,
seen one you've seen them all,
what's not to hate?
What are riches but silver and gold
yet silver and gold can go away
What is wealth but good health
that can vanish in a trice
What greater treasure is there than a happy, loving family
before Disputes, Divorce and Death exact their inevitable toll...
Woe to the man who puts his trust in this world
A fortune has he who serves the Lord ~ eternally happy
"When stars align, and you're on track, she's all signs of the Zodiac"
~ the author, after a twelve-pack
If in your heart (a paradise) I'd delve,
'twould multiply my love for you by twelve.
I would be declared by any jury
completely mad, in a trice or hurry.
Your voice rings in a dulcet twelve-tone scale.
Your eyes enchant and wink behind a veil.
Each hour's an eternity on the clock,
as I wait, impatiently, to unlock
the latch on your affection's secret door,
I'll do the tasks of Heracles and more.
My Guinevere, the queen of ev'ry knight,
my love ever burns for you, twelve times bright.
Young Bobby Tucker chats the whole day through
His teacher said, “That's all you ever do.
Today is geography,
what you can do for me
Is form a sentence using ‘Katmandu’
“I’m pretty certain you won’t have a clue
But I would like an answer out of you.”
“Well, Batman don’t chase mice,”
Bobby said in a trice
“But you can bet your life that Katmandu.”
She said she’d be a minute, that she’d be there in a mo
She called down stairs, “Give me a tick, then I’ll be set to go.”
She said she’d be down shortly, that she’d be down in a flash
She said, “Two shakes of a lamb’s tail and then we’re set to dash.”
She said she’d be no time at all and then we can get on
And then she reassured me that she would be down anon
“In the twinkling of an eye,” she said… but that was rather rash
When she said, “Before you know it,” that was total balderdash
She said, “I’ll be there in a trice,” which sounded rather iffy
But not as bad as when she’d said, “I’ll be down in a jiffy.”
Directly; in an instant; any time now; before long
All these words and more she used… but all of them were wrong
Written: September 24, 2024, For Mohan Chutani Minichu Contest
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My fate brilliance award
I'm stuck on a small path, getting wicked advice
floating sword
should strive to dream.
stoutly climb the steps in a trice
breeze stream!
high hope
weave breath precise
grope!!
my fate brilliance award
Stoutly climb the steps in a trice
grope!!
forty years transcend
evaporates in a trice
life suite an echo
I was awed by the noise..As breath indrawn.? Of mighty
Giants in unseen form..' immediatly after grew the
Vivid lemon walls..towering ramparts a firestorm! fissures
Of red, glints of blue..With a marching noise a crecendo
That grew..Then the road before us began to move as
All types of creatures; as if in a torrent flew.' Snakes and goannas rats and mice, wallabys you name it? All in a trice! no
Animal lingered! or fought with another' they were escaping
From the powerfull flames that smotherd..The octane roar drowned
Your senses alright..!! Sugar cane fields ablaze at night.!!
I'll always remember the workers nearby with machtes at their
Smoko's and that lurid sky.'
"Pleasure is the carrot dangled
To lead the ass to market or the precipice"
And when it is astutely angled
It will its objective more than suffice
How many have fallen for such a reward
To find themselves embedded in ice
While hoping for a lustful concord
There comes no greater fall in a trice
When tangled in such a honeyed trap
For which must be paid the price
Of leaping ere you look to take the rap
Endangered penguins on the ice.
Small tuxedo wearing waiters.
Keep the party warm, in a trice
they'll need gaiters.
or...Where's the SPCA when you need 'em?
A farmer's wife who was not very nice
Mutilated a trio of disabled mice.
Each squeaked for its life
As she wielded her knife
And disencumbered them all of their tails in a trice.
Caramel fudge
is particularly nice
and consumed with delight
is gone in a trice
bananas however
although quite sublime
only get eaten
but one at a time
strawberries face a different demise
commonly held in highest esteem
are nevertheless
devoured by the bowlful smothered in cream
whilst a juicy ripe orange
when removed from its peel
whether eaten or juiced
to a thirst is surreal
not forgetting the apple
enjoyed in its skin
and crunched in big bites
is no longer a sin.
She walked the night like dynamite
her rice sparkled in the moonlight;
blackhead of hair flowing astray.
She was a huntress, he; her spray.
A mouth shaped with deepest dread
slowly spoke. As her tulip spread,
soft worms came out into his ear
"I want you for my Fallow Deer."
"I can make you two-pair of dice,"
she said; he was mitten in a trice.
A night of fashion, net, and lace
with him Banshee til morn took place
When he was woke, she was not bare
despite they both did love beachwear.
They found him dead and gonisqueen,
and so, they laid him on the green.
Can it possibly be
She never took me seriously
Insouciant to the last
The farewell lightning-fast
A grenade takes ten counts to unload
A stick of dynamite awaits its wick to explode
But faster than a hummingbird beats its wings
A whirlwind tore through my heartstrings
Gone in a trice, the curtains barely fluttered
Out the window, nor hint nor reflection
On the street, neither indication, nor allusion ~
How to end an affair that escapes its conclusion
Treacherous their ways
without sunlight's rays
Paths of sleet and ice
break our limbs in a trice
Youths may look, leap and laugh
Elders dare not make this gaffe
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