A PEEVED OFF DOUG FORD
WITH TRUMP, HE HAS STRUCK A CHORD
NOW TRUMP WANTS FORD GORED
S-Salmon patties were daddy’s special dish;
A-as kids, we would beg him to make fish knish.
L-Last week, my brother arrived on appeal
M-midst my adventure to fix this same meal.
O-Oddly enough the croquettes turned out grand;
N-not to brag, for bro had given a hand.
P-Plainly peeved, my youngest turned up his nose
A-and so, my brother a wager proposed.
T-Try one, eat it all, I’ll give you a prize -
T-those new earphones on which you've got your eyes.
I- It worked though a trick accomplished with guile,
E-easing one down with ketchup brought a smile.
S-Seconds, his choice, made the meal/deal worthwhile.
Age can’t carry its carriage when,
No more gets born new courage then.
Age ponders, pen a new page when,
Life gets peeved of post-passage then.
New dares are hard to hail in when,
Past quests get sung in new rage then.
Mundane move ways of marriage when,
No room romance to restage then.
Tired, living long life of rage when,
The old man turns unto sage then.
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Ghazal | 10.09.2025 | carriage, courage, marriage, rage, sage, stage
cranky bee was born on the underside of the hive
he has been cranky since minutes old, maybe five
this was from his mother, but his daddy agreed
He has always been angry, always seems peeved.
you could not have a regular conversation with him
He was always angry with Tom, Dick, Johnny and Jim
Always looking for the bad side, and always finding it too
He is still angry today, and he is forty-two
Most have moved on, and do not waste any time
They see that he is determined to be filled with irritation grime
cranky bee has never gotten over one single slight
Frankly, said my drone friend; he is not very bright.
Evie and Steve married on Christmas Eve
We did not think they would ever leave
Very drunk Steve put his feelings on sleeve
his steps on the dance floor were more of a weave
Eve’s chest began to hem, haw and heave
Steve had certainly peeved our little Eve
Marriage was never consummated, but no one grieved
Matter of history, Eve’s family was so relieved
Steve had done other things to make them peeved
Grandma Guss was glad the cleaving was never achieved.
Some words we say are ill-conceived,
and once spoken can’t be retrieved.
If our words inflame,
we should feel shame,
and feel remorse toward those peeved.
there was a young man named Price
who always took risks without advice
till one day he was peeved
when a letter he received
from his insurance saying your policy is doubling in price
The Wicked Witch was Tin Man’s fantasy
He'd never seen such a beauty as she
It rained and his joints seized
Left poor Tin Man quite peeved
Every step that he took was misery...
They stopped at Yellow Brick Rd gas station
Asked the pump jockey for lubrication
He sprayed Tin Man with grease
So, he could move with ease
Tin Man jumped up and down with elation...
He held the witch’s hand but wanted more
But didn't foresee what fate had in store
Something hadn't been greased
Tin Man wasn't too pleased
When his rusted man thing dropped on the floor...
I love every hair upon your head
Although you've hardly any left Fred
Oh, those silver strands
I stroked with my hands
Are appearing all over the bed.
I’m peeved that you complain Eleanor
I am hearing from you when you snore
And you talk in sleep
To a guy named Pete
But admit I award it a Cor!
Once when annoyed, peeved,
My dream poured rage for long piled:
I’m never fulfilled.
Get not riled, my restless child:
What’s dream if fulfilled? Life smiled.
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Tanka |08.12.2023|dream, life
Kiddies, I'm sorry to say that Santa may be visiting you late this year,
As he struggles to circle the Earth spreading his delightful cheer!
Santa had to retire Rudoloph and his friends leaving them much aggrieved,
And long-suffering Mrs Claus is in a snit and left sorely peeved!
It may be New Years Day before he arrives, but he'll visit you eventually,
So place a snack of cookies and milk or salami and cheese 'neath the tree!
That old grinch in the White House decreed that dear old Santa's sleigh,
Henceforth, must be battery powered, to be effective on this Christmas Day!
Alas, Santa must land every 350 miles or so, the battery to refresh!
(Hopefully, he can do this in such unlikely places as Bangladesh)!
No longer will you hear reindeer hooves dancing on your roof in the snow!
But be patient, little ones; Santa will greet you soon with a cheery ho-ho-ho!
Some people speak so softly
that our ears they do strain..
We ask them to repeat themselves
over and over again..
It's frustrating to both parties and
some times they get peeved, as
the speaker and the listener want
their message received..
We live in such a hurry and get
caught up in scuttle buttle,
that we often don't hear God's voice
as his messages can be subtle..
When you arise from sleep as the
darkness meets the dawn, listen
closely for his whispers as it's us
for which God longs..
I’ve met somebody in real pain!
He was handling real pain with brain.
Still, he was like one in the rain:
Twists of a body hit with cane;
Frowns of a face cursed like marked Cain,
Sometimes would yell “Oh! What cruel pain!”
But uttered no curse: the word stain…
This is handling real pain with brain.
Don’t fail to still board the right train
As your peeved reply to migraine,
Ravaging things or plants with grain
While in pain in knowledge, too, gain:
That, sometimes, happiness does wane;
Owns its disappearing plane.
what’s my sign
what a fool
‘kick my behind’
they thought me
a tool
scalped by the scalpel
forsooth
the sore truth
the eyesore
galoot
the prophecy foretold
as they pinned
the tail-on-the-donkey
hee haw
the jokes on them
as i was peeved
they were
pie’d
this fool
ain’t
no fool
fee-fi-fo-fum
i
one-upped
‘em
as Edith Ann*
rocks
in her rocker
with
a raspberry roast
“…and that’s the truth”*
6/6/2023
Edith Ann character of comedienne Lily Tomlin
Silly goose goose goose
You dance so loose loose loose
In your pajamas white and red.
Are you the infamous goose Old Ned?
Who says I am silly? Ned asks, a bit peeved.
He is wearing his pajamas pushed up on his sleeves.
Is it my dance or my gobble or what? He asks, irritated.
Not realizing the speaker thinks all geese are way overrated.
Silly goose goose goose
You are such a favorite with me
Your wings so free and loose
How much smarter can you be?
Now the goose is happy.
Glad he was here, after all.
Dancing all the way to the bank.
Giving a marvelous beak call.
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