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Sure Nuff Gotta Be the Reel

From far and wide.
To see the
Big Island Rattlers
Verses
The Desert Snears
Alot of planning
Across sport negotiations
Stuff to say in conversation
Nothing's ever been like
This before.
From riding someone's coattails
To individual dominance
Secure the worm
and cast the rod
there really jumping tonight
Tune the band
Rent the hall
We call this one
a humdinger
Say, did you see the beautiful
Smiling face
She think she's pick that right one
You know that special one let's
Just wait and see
Bayshore special
And a Desert Delight
Time for talking
Is whining low
The hype men
Getting a taste for crow
Tell everybody
Like I know
It's getting down
Tonight!
Form: Ballad


So Called New Friends Hangers On and What Happens Afterwards

Sorry ,
My friend and confident of days old

Do not fret
Regret is wasted until the cost is met

I still hold you in high regard 
I still remember you covered in your mothers make-up 
And sitting on the naughty step

Until 
Fame and success took hold of you

Before

Everybody grew through you
Not beside or along with you

You lifted while those around you stole 

1 piece at a time a part of your soul 
Hanging on to your coattails tooth and nail
Riding the gravy train for all it's worth


What on earth happened to you my friend 

Fame and success has been unkind to you

And this is written not in pursuit of envy or jealousy 
Rather than to remind you 1 day

When all is said and done 

Down in the dumps out of luck
And your so called friends have abandoned you
You will realize I never gave up or left you
Cast aspersions or judged you

All I ever wanted was my best friend back
And to go back to having Sleep Over's 
When we used to tell and share everything 

I didn't loose a friend 

I lost my sister

Sure Nuff Gotta Be the Reel

From far and wide.
To see the
Big Island Rattlers
Verses
The Desert Snears
Alot of planning
Across sport negotiations
Stuff to say in conversation
Nothing's ever been like
This before.
From riding someone's coattails
To individual dominance
Secure the worm
and cast the rod
there really jumping tonight
Tune the band
Rent the hall
We call this one
a humdinger
Say, did you see the beautiful
Smiling face
She think she's pick that right one
You know that special one let's
Just wait and see
Bayshore special
And a Desert Delight
Time for talking
Is whining low
The hype men
Getting a taste for crow
Tell everybody
Like I know
It's getting down
Tonight!
Form: Ballad

Premium Member I'm Out of Here

I’m Out of Here
(lyrics to be sung by a man about a bad girlfriend)

You tell the world we’re the greatest couple,
but they don’t see what I see behind the scenes.
Your love is just pretend. You always get
 your way, and you keep getting it by any means.

There is no give and take – no compromise.
My feelings are irrelevant to you.
You asked me for a love song, pretty please.
Well, I’ve got one about a love untrue.

Yes, “Darling dear,” I’ve had it up to here.
It’s time at last for me to hit the road,
so listen up. I need no backseat driver
nor any of your stuff in my place stowed.

Chorus: I’m out of here; I’m out of here.
My truth I’m no more hiding.
Find yourself another fool.
My coattails you will be
no longer riding.

So there’s your song.  I wrote it just like that.
What say you about my little ditty?
Karma is a witch, and you know what?
She’ll find you, and things will not be pretty.

Just try to find another guy like me -
some guy who isn’t lazy, mean or shifty.
I gave my all while you gave nearly nil -
well below the norm of fifty-fifty!

You are a leech that burrowed beneath my skin,
but there are many fish inside the sea.
I’ll be going fishing for a good one,
and in the meantime, I’ll be living free.

Chorus: I’m out of here; I’m out of here.
My truth I’m no more hiding.
Find yourself another fool.
My coattails you will be
no longer riding.
Form: Lyric

Intemperate Trail of Love

Lofty oracle did with ceremonious rite fealty ordain
Two eagles soared on fecund mountain terrain
As twin peaks, sipped frothy dew from Venus's fountain
For a fortnight, rapturous clouds danced o'er my satin mane
But euphoric heights could not our platonic bond sustain
Anon, gilded valley below did your wandering eye retrain
Your cresting ego did my cherubic halo disdain
In wanderlust, you sifted greener pastures; drifting swain
Silting the tender lillies with a blighting stain
While from my spent pollen your nimble legs did abstain
As strapping lad, your insatiable mind rippling brooks did drain
Your **** desires drove you to climb the rockiest domain
And with intemperate senses the wildest herbs strain
My domesticated coattails could not stride your brackish train
My sallowing rose did a mildewed ring attain
Yet wilting stalk did in your fluttering shadow remain
Hoping for the cleansing tides of a penitent rain
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Sated Birds

We're born-we live 
                in
youthful, perfumed arrogance-
through folly we hopefully gain 
            wisdom
We engage- we retreat- we age
that's the nature of things
the parties and gatherings
           shrinking 
becoming few and far between.
Time grasps the coattails of speed
weddings-worry-wakes
we're happy-we grieve
         in between
   friends come and go-
    misunderstandings
falling outs and fade away(s)
days sprint by night the same
children and loves drift away 
like mad stars in the night
suddenly we're thrust into... 

         old age

Where all blessings
and storms coalesce
then come to pass 
just two battered birds remain
atop a cold mountain stone
sated in storms of silence,

For the old, the end
is not frightening
they've lived life
they're ready for the next life.
time becomes mind
mind becomes time
eternity entwined
within their stardust they'll
            find
all equations revealed
God is a spiral of space and time
        a constant 
in the speed of their light
   and always will be-

Premium Member An Incentive To Excel

An Incentive to Excel
Written: by Tom Wright
6/24/2018

Employee compensation should be based on merit,
But the slackers among us never want to hear it.

For each has a skill set that we bring to the table,
With an ability to do things that others aren’t able.

All would earn the same if slackers had their druthers,
These slackers at heart ride the coattails of others.

Some do mediocre work while seeking other’s praise,
Like minded grab signs seeking an undeserved raise;

Higher taxes and legalization is the solution of choice,
By caving legislators, whom we’ve entrusted with our voice;

As slackers look around, many troubling things they see,
But think it’s OK, if it doesn’t unfavorably affect me.

Most budgets aren’t infinite and are limited by scope,
An incentive to excel was what gave this employee hope.

My belief is,
Money doesn’t change habits or motivate one to do a good job!
If slackers got the same raise as others, they’d remain slackers, just higher paid.
Never settle for being less than the top guy. 
Tom
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

Coattails-Personal Preferences

In the day time!
in the day time, she said:
yes in the freakin day.
Twenty six limos
one chef, a full staff
bouncers, a bartender and people glamour.
we are gonna honor with trophies
peoples who needez-ah recognition.
when the sun begins to set that when they'll go out to the arena and shine as athlete's.
Under the stars where the celebrities will
do their thing.
It's what separates stars from the audience. Getting it right so
that those who admire can sit and see
and be apart of the spectacle.
it's what makes all the hard work worth it.
In the day time Baby!
Canter's presence is requested
to entertain the entertainers,
their I'll sing to an adoring few!
And shall dine with the men of Rasslin
and in the evening
I'll sit at ringside as guest!
Strumpets and Trumpets
to serenade an adoring following.
Peeplez All over the World
Peeplez of Peeplez
Glamour and Valored
Whoo: the specticaul!
Grab my Robe I'm in ah mood!
Days and Night's
Baby the parties
all Night Long!
Chauffeur take me to the bridge!
their we gonna hook up
with the ensemble gonna party!
like only we can do-it!
All Night Long!
Looking forward to dating
and mating
Grab my robe and sing along
with the Strong dong of
All Night Long!
Form: Bio

Dylan Thomas knew the true Cymru hue


Hard not to love Dylan Thomas’s tall tales

Each gloomy day may just tip those scales 

Sends you off the rails when all else fails


Dilly dally schoolboys get cat of nine tails

Go doolally rally in the valley hard as nails

Don't cuss no faff or fuss for us Taff males


Knew along with a fair few Cymru crew's hue

Shared view that no where else has in spades

Cascades of so many gloriously grey shades 


Dylan boozy villain mutters hip hop hooray

Gusts bluster beneath his sails on his travails 

Trooping way this colour can't be kept at bay

Muster bulbous tinted voluptuous glinted bales 


Proudly ride loudly in the night on his coattails

Very fond of merry vagabond's beyond the pales

Hail the true Withnail's escapades made in Wales


Don't harangue pang for meringue gang at play

Not a gimmick pray clouds don't go away hold sway

Rollick then frolic & fossick.. a limerick for any day   

Outdoor foray adore bucolic score kaleidoscopic GREY
Form: Rhyme

Sure Nuff Gotta Be the Reel

From far and wide.
To see the
Big Island Rattlers
Verses
The Desert Snears
Alot of planning
Across sport negotiations
Stuff to say in conversation
Nothing's ever been like
This before.
From riding someone's coattails
To individual dominance
Secure the worm
and cast the rod
there really jumping tonight
Tune the band
Rent the hall
We call this one
a humdinger
Say, did you see the beautiful
Smiling face
She think she's pick that right one
You know that special one let's
Just wait and see
Bayshore special
And a Desert Delight
Time for talking
Is whining low
The hype men
Getting a taste for crow
Tell everybody
Like I know
It's getting down
Tonight!
Form: Ballad

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