How do you do, Point of Exclamation?!
We love your disposition of hooray,
We bask in your uplifting sensation,
Without you words would dry up in dismay.
“Oh thank you, I’m fantastic! Awesome! Great!
I thrive indeed on fulsome words of praise,
My final punch is not to punctuate -
My one and only goal is to amaze!”
You sure run on a brighter sunny side,
One mark and we jolt to your vivid vibe!
What would ameliorate your cheerful pride,
And turn your tone into a jesting jibe?
“Oh Boy! I fear my joyful cover blown!
Oh well! Though I appreciate the wit,
I hate when used for monotonous tone
With an assumption that I can fix it.”
You stand alone but carry so much weight,
How do you strut your stature straight and proud?
“By adding zeal and zest to what you state,
I smile, chuckle, grin and laugh out loud!”
Your punctual purpose clearly beats the rest
Where from you generate your spunky spark?
“Oops! My attention span isn’t the best!
Too many queries, ask a question mark!”
AND YOUR POINT IS
why the cherry bomb face?
— your cursing lips bear the gift of demons
6/29/2020
I live to survive,
I survive to live,
only to die.
we walk and stark
digg with a pick folf
we have build
without the skill
so many lifes we fill
now it the lord will
give us the sound
of a rebound
we're at the
TURNNIG POINT IS NOW
Until a point is posited,
Its position is unclear;
Whether on a pencil
Or belief embraced so dear.
Until a point is set upon
A concrete place of view,
Its meaning is unknown,
Its validity not true.
Until a point is taken up
And held close to the breast,
Defended and declaimed upon,
Its measure is at test.
Until a point is proven,
Its fate remains unlearned;
It has no merit without facts,
Its placement it must earn.
Until a point is made concrete
There is no point in trying;
The point is this, it needs a place
To prove the point’s defining.
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