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Cloistered within the restroom stall
eavesdropping on my peers
soft whispers echo off tiled walls
revealing secrets, hidden tears
Somehow this restroom has become
a sordid confessional booth
a place of refuge, safe for some
to air their inner truth
Co-workers cluster, confiding things
they wouldn't want the boss to know
nasty hangovers, weekend flings
soap-opera worthy woes
Some speak carefully, checking stalls
noting unfamiliar shoes
while others quickly unleash it all
like they have nothing to lose
“That ratfink took credit for all my work
but I'm gonna wait and be patient-
'cause I've got a plan to fix that jerk
next week while he's out on vacation!”
Young woman details a wicked trap
to catch her mortal foe...
while on the door, the impatient raps
of another who's “got to go”
Next there is an angry mother
scolding her wayward son
something or other (he did to his brother)
the fussing has just begun
“Listen Mister, I've had about all
I can take from you today
Oh, now you're sorry, no- don't you bawl!
I wasn't born yesterday!”
Then tripping in, catty office girls
meowling with purrs and sighs
pretend to freshen their faces and curls
while sniping and scratching out eyes
“...Lovely green sweater you're wearing, my dear-
wherever did you buy it?”
She means it looks quite awful on you
“Here, this smells good, you should try it!”
“Gangway girls- I'm comin' through!”
woman bellows, bursting through door
the others pause, and then continue
nonchalantly as before
Eventually they all trickle out
and two teenage girls traipse in
whispering about poor What's-Her-Face
and all the trouble she's in
“She's only twelve, and such a shame
tried to kill herself last week
they said she's crazy, that she's to blame
a loser, misfit, freak...”
“So they had her institutionalized
and she sits, spaced out, and stares
while they tell her the abuse was 'made-up lies'
and she knows that no one cares”
Sooner or later, there's silence
as the restroom door swings closed
then after a flush, a wash, a rinse
I get myself composed
Finally, I'm all alone here
in this magical, comforting place
voicing my own insecurities, fears
to my mirror-image face
We have spent a lifetime developing an understanding of our heartstrings…
discovering our happiness, our love, and our enjoyment…in all the little things.
Things like popcorn at the movies, falling leaves, kind words,
banana pudding, chocolate ice cream, the singing of the birds.
Puppies…singing in the shower, counting all the stars,
holding hands, family dinners, eating peanut butter from a jar.
Flying kites, reading a good book, doing something totally unplanned
Climbing a mountain, eating s’mores,
walking near the ocean with our bare feet in the sand.
Butterflies, ladybugs, rainbows, the shape of clouds up in the sky
Hot chocolate on a cold winter’s day…chasing fireflies.
Cookies warm out of the oven…the smile of a bride as she walks down the aisle
Children, grandchildren, root beer floats…a hug, a kiss…a smile.
Since we continue to discover new little things with every dawn
It makes sense that our list of little things…goes on and on and on.
And to this list today…with a happy heart…this joyous news we bring…
born yesterday (November 15th) into our family…our newest little thing.
Her name is yet to be determined but I’m happy to report
baby girl, proud Mom and Dad are doing great.
She is 18.8 inches tall…and I’ll have to leave you guessing
because one never asks a lady…even a little lady…
to tell us of her weight….
And as new great-grandparents…also just born yesterday
when it comes to Deborah and me…
we are over the moon with excitement…as happy as can be!
Speaking for the other great-grandparents, grandparents, parents
aunts and uncles who were also born yesterday….
we are all so happy little one…you decided to come our way.
One look at your face, baby girl, tells us you were worth the wait…
and reminds us when two people fall in love…
the kind of magic and the beauty
true love can create.
Come to see my web, says the spider to the fly
Am I lured into his game, no I am not, not I
Come and see my pictures, I keep them by the bed
Oh no I wasn’t born yesterday, I’ll stop here I say instead.
Would you like a big one, I look at him aghast
As he shows me a brandy glass so full it’s absolutely vast
Never walk with a man in the woods, my mum to me did say.
They try to lure you with anything, don’t listen to them anyway.
I took her advice and never sat on a sailors knee
I won’t be lured by anyone, I’m not daft I am not, not me.
My one indulgence I must admit
It has lured me into trouble and quite a bit.
The lure they use now they know, is really killing me
They only have to show me and I cannot leave one be.
Don’t let me see or have a sniff, I’m gone there is no saving me
A sausage roll my downfall will lure me out they know
They hold them out in front of me and then I’m on the go
I’m trapped into anything; just for a sausage roll
My life is now a torment, I always pay the toll
So help me please do not tempt me with this lushes lure
I want to be what my mum wants and to keep my self all pure.
Someone f**ks you (my version of Adele)
I heard that you have settled now
That you found a guy fool keeps you down
I heard my nightmares new.
Hope he gave you all the things i gave to you.
Old fiend, why are you camera shy?
Ain't like you to hold back punches in the night
I hate to turn the air blue uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, Tongue i couldn't bite it.
I had hoped you'd see my unbruised face and unseen smile
Your fear i'm over.
Hope you find, someone like you
I wish nothing but the best f**ks you too
Didn't forge me, I bent
Never heard a word you said,
"Sometimes slaps in love but sometimes its kicks instead,
Sometimes it slaps in love but sometimes its kicks instead"
Your know it all lies
Born yesterday wasted time of my life
Not born or raised
Stole my days
Broke down by your violent ways
I hate to turn the air blue uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, Tongue i couldn't bite it.
I had hoped you'd see my unbruised face and unseen smile
Your fear i'm over.
Nothing more shared
Your worries Your cares
All your apologies fake
All your memories break
Who would have known how sweet revenge would taste?
Hope you find, someone like you
I wish nothing but the best f**ks you too
Didn't forge me, I bent
Never heard a word you said,
"Sometimes slaps in love but sometimes its kicks instead,
Sometimes it slaps in love but sometimes its kicks instead"
Hope you find, someone like you
I wish nothing but the best f**ks you too
Didn't forge me, I bent
Never heard a word you said,
"Sometimes slaps in love but sometimes its kicks instead,
Sometimes it slaps in love but sometimes its kicks instead"
I am your baby…just born yesterday…I have all my fingers…all of my toes
and even though I can’t talk yet…here are 10 things I’d like you to know.
You will receive a lot of good and bad advice…
you won’t always be able to tell them apart
so the first thing I have to tell you….
is to trust yourself and follow your heart
Please…never call me stupid or I might end up feeling that way.
protect me….keep me safe and warm…life will be more appealing that way
And don’t be alarmed if I get hurt…when I bruise…be there to soothe and numb it…
remember your job is to help me learn about life…
not to keep me protected from it
Mistakes are just a part of who I am…and in my life they will be interspersed
So if you want me to believe in myself…
you must believe in me first.
I will be a child for a while…so be forgiving and patient with me
even the times when I make it difficult for you to be the parents you imagined you’d to be.
Finally, remember to love me no matter what… it’s the last thing I need you to know
your love is something I always will need…something I’ll never outgrow.
So there you have it…10 things you should know…
at least I think that’s the right amount…
after all I was only born yesterday…
I can’t talk
how can you expect me to count!
The Grim Reaper gave up
So he sent his most fierce three
Their goal was simple
To scare the bejeezus out of me
I am hardheaded, and stubborn.
I was not about to go easily.
They learned the hard way
These so called fierce three
Sure, Reaper, send them when I am asleep.
Lying here, innocently, alone and unprotected.
I am not one to wail, keen or weep.
Yet I did not do what these entities expected.
The evil thoughts they tried to instill in my head
And the hateful ideas they tossed my way,
Were quickly thrown to the floor off the bed.
You see I was not born yesterday.
These three stopped laughing and began to moan.
They did not realize how hard my death was going to be.
Grim Reaper showed up and rolled his eyes at these crone.
I told you she would not go very easily!
Give yourself
A round of applause.
You did pull one over on me
And laughed at my expense.
Well-done, grasshopper.
Well-played, but you revealed
The tricks of your trade in the process.
The jig is up, Mr. Swindler;
Now I get to laugh at you
Reuse them again to snow me.
You regurgitate the same old methods
To hoodwink and entrap me.
Haven't you no shame?
You're as transparent as cellophane;
so predictable I enjoy mocking you.
You bit me once and broke my skin,
But now I see you've got no teeth!
Born yesterday, my eyes
Are wide open today!
There's no magic in your sleight of hand.
I've got your number, and you're out of tricks.
You've tried your level best
To inscribe "fool" on my forehead,
But have you checked yours
In the mirror lately?
*work of fiction*
Date posted: 07/28/2021
He is "half a bubble off of centre"
More than "A few bricks short of a load"
He is not a Prince worth kissing
He is more of an ugly toad.
Some think he is "Rock Solid"
A veritable "Mountain of a man"
Instead he's a snake Replacing a ladder
Nothing but a "flash in the pan"
You'll have to "hit the nail on the head"
For "he's not the sharpest tack in the box"
If you don't want this jerk to catch you
I recommend "pulling up your socks
If you think I was "born yesterday"
Or "I've got nothing to lose"
Instead of "Drinking the koolaide"
You musta been guzzlin the booze
For I am "the man of your dreams"
Look my way I'm "Love at first sight"
Forget that other "good for nuttin" fella
I'll "rock your world" "forever, a day and a night!"
I never talk to strangers anyways.
Stop me if you've heard this one.
I feel as though we've met before.
Perhaps I am mistaken
but it's just that I remind you
of someone you used to care about
But that was long ago.
Do you think I'd fall for that?
I wasn't born yesterday!
Besides I never talk to strangers anyways.
I ain't a bad guy when you get to know me,
I just thought, "there ain't no harm",
and you look like someone who likes a good time.
Hey! Try minding your own business
Bud. Who asked you to annoy me
with your sad repartee?
Besides I never talk to strangers anyways.
Your life's a dime store novel.
This town is full of guys like you.
And you're looking for someone
to take the place of her,
and you're bitter cause she left you.
That's why you're drinking in this bar
where only suckers fall in love
with perfect strangers.
It always takes one to know one.
Maybe we're just wiser now.
and been around the block so many times
that we don't even notice
that we all begin as strangers.
Besides I never talk to strangers anyways.
[Inspired by ‘Stating The Obvious’
Contest but doesn’t meet the spec]
Millionaire, Bartholomew Fairfax
Admitted today, he ‘forgot’ to pay tax
Goodness gracious, well I never
Knock me over with a feather
Who’d have thought it
Pull the other one
And this from his latest press release
The girl on his arm was not his niece
You’re kidding, no way
No sh1t Sherlock, you don’t say
Tell me something I don’t know
Shut the front door, I’ll be blowed
His jewel bedecked wife in her large golden carriage
Is backing her man for the sake of their marriage
Who’d have guessed it, Gosh, who knew
Crikey, Get away with you,
Well I’m gobsmacked,
I was not born yesterday
Still to come in The News tonight
Two youths in a pub have been in a fight
And the final result in formula one...
The man in the fastest car has won
Goodness gracious, well I never
Knock me over with a feather
Who’d have thought it
Pull the other one