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Sheba was a bird brain – a dumb bunny for sure.
She had no idea she was a dead ringer for Marilyn Monroe.
Not the blonde, over-glamorized, sensationalized Marilyn,
but rather the young, darling, innocent-looking Marilyn
the one who did not expect to be noticed. The woman
she was before she was knee deep
into publicity photos, glamour shots.
The Marilyn who wore ordinary Hush Puppies
and did ordinary wife stuff.
The Marilyn who had a knick-knack shelf.
How did I know that Sheba
did not know she was a dead ringer for young Marilyn? She was married to my husband’s riff raff brother, Sly, wasn’t she? Young Marilyn could have done better.
Sheba was a basket case, a nut bucket, a bit off the end of a short bus, but I still
felt I had a duty to tell her. My husband told me to “zip it” in the car on the way to their house.
He did not think she could “handle it”.
But I could handle him telling me what to say and what to not say?
Good grief, this man had a lot of re-learning to do.
I was the wife to help him.
His mother obviously missed the boat with this one.
And him being an only child too.
I decided to save my wrath until after we had eaten dinner
and had the dessert.
Sheba may have been two dendrites short of an oxcart handle, but her desserts were legendary.
You cannot imagine my wrath toward my husband after
that birdbrain served us a piece of store bought pie from Huckleberries.
I could have run over there and bought that myself any day.
My husband was really going to get it when we got in the car.
“Do you know who you look exactly like?” I asked Sheba.
My husband gave me a warning look.
“Marilyn Monroe.”
Sly fell off the couch laughing.
I guess two husbands are getting schooled tonight.
A grizzly isn't really, as bad as he's made out
He wanders round the parklands, when no humans are about
But there are times of course, we meet him in his home
We can't blame him for being there, it is on his land we roam
Open up your tent flap, and see the big brown bear
Close it quickly zip it up, you must not meet his stare
He would not come to campsites, if nothing for him there
After he had looked around, he would go elsewhere
He has that special odour, you can tell where he has been
You sense that he was at your camp, even though not seen
That is why statistics, that are often known to lie
Can this time tell the Gods own truth, so very few will die
So when you stay in National Parks, or even just 'Out There'
Leave a pristine place behind you, leave nothing for the bear
We can do it safely, out camping in the bush
If we just use some common sense, not give our luck a push
So there is that big brown bear, sexes named as hogs
Does little of the damage, of domesticated dogs
But he is big and looks so fierce, he takes a lot of blame
Should he vanish then this earth, would never be the same
All the times i had called you,
it seemed like you didn't hear,
Call it silence or deafness,
Delete the mindset of me being yours,,
Either you leave me or i'll stuck you,
i have nothing to say to you,
Got much more projects to work on,
Highlight them is what i'll do,
In case you forgot something,
Just text me only so i'll,
Kick them out to you,
let me just be sincere,
My mind is made up,
Nothing, i mean nothing can change it,
Other than me,
Perhaps i wouldn't do such,
Que up, if you want to see me,
Rest if you loose your strength,
Stand back up, when you are done,
To me you are nothing important,
Unless you turn into an angel,
Variably that can not happen,
Would just be a waste of high hopes,
X-ray is what i'll try because ,
Your heart is really shifted,
Zip it up, that's my advice.
If I win, I will put my bikini in my bin, I will go for to romp promptly.
If I fly to my gritty city, I will fry, but I will not cry.
If I win, I will cling to my kitty
I will bring my roll on, or I will pong.
I took it not to prolong my pong.
I will try it on; I knit for my Witty Kitty,
Kitty I will not cry, for you I will try,
To buy you promptly, but not too quick
I will not buy you fowl nor cock to boil,
Look for you Kitty, bonito, no colic.
You will fill your cocky colon, my bionic witty Kitty.
Bonito, not wing of cock, I will bring from my city.
I try for you, my own witty Kit.
I try to work on your colon, now you know it.
I try not to prolong your locomotion you know
Not in circumlocution I go.
To zip it up now I put it into motion.
My Kitty, My bikini, I will put in my bin.
I could feel the rhythm of my obscure
thoughts in sync
sturdy scrutiny, into the mirror
I glimpse deeply in the
reflection of the nymph
somehow I outwit the quixotic
hold of the sylph,
frightened to my demise,
tons of strength fills my belly,
blinking lights, driving under the influence of my mind
You!
you ruined everything,
I'm not in the position to connect
or link to you no more,
no! I'd never use me this woefully
i’d never use me this poppy
but you did!
you Did!!
you stopped before we even proceeded
You were my everything,
my everything!
still you mortified me horrifically
you neglected our tryst,
don’t!
don’t try convincing me to feel better,
you built my moments yours
left me in the cold
I remember every lie you notified me with,
crushed my hopes with thunderstorm,
pushed my stoicism without no thinking,
rejected my Lips and kiss like cancer,
I curse the day I thought forever,
you moved me into inferno,
let me inquire one more time
Do you ever think of me?
shhh! shhh! lies! lies!!
I stridently oppose those professed fibs
they seem untrue
wait! my confusion is your continuous lifestyle
in untruthfulness
You split my bosom in seconds
left me in 2
I detest you!
I detest how you lived without me
I hooked you when you cut down
I smiled when they jested
held you by the kneels, put you right back on edge
still, you picked the nerve to pull out on me
you quit on me?
Exploiting yet preying on me?
how do you feel?
no! do not dodge
Respond to me, how do you feel now?
did you think you could live without me?
Ugh, this sunrise encounter is terrible
with you here
i’m Completely
Buggered Now, You Should Forget Me.
Zip It.