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What the Dickens! Santa ain't wearing knickers
well his pants got caught inside the chimney
now here's the kicker...
Little Joe woke up in the middle of the night
and gave Santa such a jolly fright
now here's the kicker...
It was drafty there wasn't any gas nor heat
Mrs. Chump snored upstairs like dead meat
now here's the kicker...
Mr. C was 5 feet tall and wasn't a Clause at all
he didn't know how to rob Peter to pay Paul
now here's the kicker...
The real Ms. C owned a solar panel, Oh what fun
gave it to Ming Ming who flew like a Son Of A Gun!
now here's the kicker... Eh !
He burned Santa's pants then laughed, giggled, scoffed
but as Santa danced around the sun poured in the loft
now here's the real kicker...
Christmas was a blast now little Joe C could finally be,
toasty as a glow worm in a house built for three.
Merry Christmas Everyone !
Love,
From Santa's Girl :)
THE DEVIANT BLACK SHEEP
My flock is immensely proud,
each one stands tall in the crowd,
not me, I keep my stature small,
I get dwarfed amongst you all.
Mental power you show with flair,
none in the world you seem to care.
I’m the weakling, at heart so soft,
for my empathy I’m always scoffed.
All the time you loudly declare,
what you do and what you are.
In your midst I remain so quiet,
my genuine dues I could never get.
I’m branded as an ingroup deviant,
for in the family I’m the least pliant.
I’m the odd one, my own person,
on my candid way I want to go on.
In my lineage a lone misfit I’ve been,
but for me life is not about fitting in.
Life is about standing out in the heap
where I’m happy being a black sheep.
July 11, 2019
Are we that cold-blooded?
NOT to be crass but had to butt-in...
Because although some might pass, there is a question I have been wondering?
If a lizard loses its tail, becoming derailed instead of jailed...
Who are the ones in charge, one might see or say thus far?
An overlord of the rent money spent, pent up yet NOT eating crickets,
As they seem or tend to chirp when all lizards should be getting out of church...
Scales weigh in what the scaly reptilian skin would be akin to,
The fact that we knew all along as we grew new tails,
After the olds ones were ripped off, being scoffed at by older dinosaurs,
Of course! Our necks stick out!
I would stick mine out for you.
Not just a mating call but what we are supposed to do.
I thought you knew. It is true.
Warts and all
She made a mistake
when she kissed a toad
No castle or carriage
She chose a rough road
He had a few warts
he wasn't debonair or cool
Others scoffed and they laughed
But our toad wasn't a fool
For love was a potion
He knew she believed
He tried so very hard
With his heart he achieved
For she was so lovely
So caring and serene
concerned only with his heart
Not the places he'd been
It wasn't very easy
it was in fact it was tough
to be in love with a princess
and have less than enough
But she never complained
Not a whimper or cry
She said he was amazing
He was her special guy
So he worked night and day
from the inside he grew
he became all he could be
the Prince that she knew
Yes they found their happy
Him kind and never a jerk
Love indeed conquers all
with a smidgen of hard work
Together they built castles
chariots and other things
Traveled on positive thoughts
and the gifts that love brings
So if you see a toad smiling
know that that toad is just me
a kiss from my princess
thankfully set me free
I knew I heard that sound before,
but this time Death was knocking on my front door
Three loud taps woke me from my sleep
My time was over, for there was a contract I had to keep
I sat up quietly and didn’t stir
Hoping he would leave thinking I wasn’t there
He knocked once more with all his might
I looked at the clock, it was half past midnight
“I know you're in there”, Death continued to pound,
he peeped in my window, but I didn’t make a sound
Then I beseeched him for just one more day
To let my loved ones, know that I was going away.
Death scoffed and refused my request
He was on a tight schedule and there wasn’t much time left
Lacking sympathy for he heard it all before.
So, I disregarded his rebuff and fled through the back door
I jumped in my car and made a quick dash
My decision was hasty, risky and brash
Death tried to follow but much to his ire,
quickly relieving I had flattened his rear tire.
I heard Death threats stating “there wasn’t much time to spare “
Determined to catch me he frantically called a Ride share
First, I drove to the home of my old best friend
Regretfully telling her I would never see her again
I wept with my sister and then held tightly to my son
And whispered softly that my time on earth was done
I cried to the universe, imploring I had one more stop to make
Before the remainder of my life, death would take.
But Death wasn’t giving up easily and was close on my heels
As I heard the shrieking of the Uber’s drivers front wheels
Angry and upset his screams resounded through the air
the clock was ticking as the frightened driver recognized his fare
I sped down the highway out running my demise
Only to see the pain in my lover’s sad eyes.
Eventually Death caught up to me and impatiently let me know
My time was over do, expired several hours ago.
I wasn’t ready to cross over I had so much more to do
But Death assured me this was final, my life was definitely through
“Face the fact your epoch has reached its end
there are no more excuses, there will be no more time to lend”.
So, I prayed to God for forgiveness and asked for heavens charms
while Death engulfed me, gravely wrapping me up in his dark arms.
Cut from the same cloth, certainly didn't apply
I'd lived twenty places, was born to improvise
You had one home, parents, sister, two nephews
Persistance forced my flighty spirit to accept you
Invited to hang with your family on usual basis
Questions about my background always evaded
Overheard your Dad say after a dinner one eve
" Son, truly.... Get a nice girl, not so zany - leave"
As would most men aged 24, in new relationship
With age 19, you paid no heed, an excuse to slip
Finally away from the family home, we moved
Interstate, far from scrutiny, habits disapproved
A year passed, dreams and dramas wrestled
Competed for front row view of young love nestled
Between marital bliss, mortgage payments, careers
Told folks we relied on your income, truth more severe
Four nights a week exotic dancer took a heavy toll
Your folks hassled you, different girl a better goal
" See how good Mum's been to me," he implored
Soon after discovered my job, they took no more!
Arrived on next flight - your Dad stupidly locked me out
Enraged, I pay most the mortgage, he couldn't discount
Hours later, he emerged scowling, dragged you elsewhere
I struggled to digest your choice, sudden diminished care
Rough days passed, your invasive Dad in your ear
You came to see me despite his advice not to come near
Announced you'd decided to return, to sponsorship offered
Engineering degree, future safe, my funds they scoffed at
Twenty years onward, confounded by that night's velocity
Dangled disheartening aspect, our perfectly drawn ferocity
Sobbing estatic cries mingled greasily, future severed us
Relishing your resurrection, impossible stood impervious
Worshipping each crest and crevice, tears wiped, wet again
Pleasure mounted meal of now, rubbed sliced, salted in pain
Wounds of what was coming consumed core and limbs
Sunset and sunrise conjoined, ongoing herald of eroticism
The Mill wheel wouldn't turn until Spring
Money was needed for refurbishing
Built in nineteen hundred and seventeen
It was advised they replace everything
A treasured part of local history
Host to all the town's social memories
The wheel itself was pieced in artistry
Workers heard tales of hidden treasury
Whispers ran through the town from door to door
The Mill required complete overhaul and more
The expenses were beginning to soar
They scoffed at hidden treasure folklore
A deep freeze stopped all construction for weeks
Influx of needed money appeared bleak
The refurbished wheel was installed - now leaks
Ice melts, revealing secrets - wheel creaks
A puzzled technician on wheel repair
Opens up a toolbox, gasps, stops to stare
The bricks of gold have answered their prayers
The Mill has been replicated with care!
Divide life in half; split it in two;
You'll probably see life the same way I do:
In the first part we flee from the One Above,
Stealing back later, to reclaim His Bounty of Love.
In our youth, full of vigor, we run, skip, and jump,
Twist and shout, play about, heedless of warning.
Then we age, settle in, think and consider,
Pause and reflect on His Blessings, each and every morning.
Once I scoffed, wrote You off--'didn't need You.'
Bragged to friends, 'God is Dead'--'didn't believe You.'
Drank too much, ran around, had affairs every week,
Scored cigarettes, marijuana, illicit drugs at my peak:
Now I know just how much, Lord, I do need You,
Past, Present, Future--Wherever Life Bleeds Through.
Twin babies float in their mother’s womb
growing strong they'll be delivered soon
communicating to each other in their way
experiencing so much, and much to say
Twin one said, shaking his head,” we are getting old…
and soon we'll be delivered as foretold.
Do you think brother, there will be more?
A life after delivery on that far shore?”
Twin two just scoffed and rolled his newformed eyes.
“Do you believe that brother? I’m surprised!
All that new life nonsense is worse than wrong,
there is only this life, and nothing when it’s gone.”
“Well, said One, it is said we grow 10 times our size!
that we will live out of water and move using our thighs!”
Two shook his head disgusted and sighed.
“That sounds like a fantastic pack of lies!”
“Oh, and I heard we will eat with our mouths!
That the door to heaven is down somewhere in the south.
And of course you have to believe in the Mother!?”
“That is the biggest lie of all”,said his brother.
“But the Mother is real!”,said twin one fervently.
“I can only believe in what I hear and see.”
“Then be still brother and listen very close…
in the stillness is when I can hear Mother the most.”
“I feel her loving presence all around,
Sometimes I hear her voice the sweetest sound.”
Then suddenly their world began to close in tight!
They held each other close in their stark fright.
“What’s happening to us?!”,twin two screamed out!
“Don’t worry brother, it’s this I heard about!
The end of this life begins this way…
After the darkest night comes a brand new day. “
"What are you all quacking about?" squawked Reginald Cluck,
Peering from his coop, quite out of luck.
A drizzle had started, a timid, soft weep,
While others still snoozed in feathery sleep.
"A little rain never hurt anyone!" chirped Pip,
Whose splash-prone spirit rarely would slip.
He’d eye every puddle, a shimmering pond,
With a gleam in his eye, quite remarkably fond.
Reginald scoffed, adjusted his comb,
"Such soggy affairs! I prefer my dry home."
He’d seen the contest poster, a splashy delight,
But preferred his reflections, all polished and bright.
Then a gust, unexpected, a mischievous sigh,
Tumbled Reginald forward, right under the sky.
He landed with grace, in a puddle so grand,
A most dignified splish across the wet land.
His feathers, now plastered, his dignity skewed,
He blinked at his image, delightfully new.
"Let's do the chicken splash!" he suddenly cried,
As the "Mystic Rose" whispered, "Don't hide your wet side!"
And so Reginald Cluck, once a skeptic so stiff,
Discovered true joy in that watery whiff.
He kicked up a fountain, a most glorious spray,
Proof that a puddle can brighten your day.