Saw a friend for lunch; we meet
To talk of health and aging.
A cozy booth; we schmooze and eat,
Our changes up for gauging.
The negatives of age contrast
With pics of a vacation
So beautiful that they surpassed
Our senior state fixation.
Until at last, we split the bill,
The credit cards extended.
We signed our names and knew the drill;
Our lovely meal had ended.
I folded my receipt in two
And in the bag I carry,
I stuffed it, like I always do,
So very ordinary.
We said goodbye and headed out,
Where home for us both beckoned.
About the check, I had a doubt;
I’ll look at home, I reckoned.
An hour later, no receipt
Appeared, despite my searching.
I sadly must admit defeat,
A getting old besmirching.
Destiny arrived on a Tuesday,
in a box marked
FRAGILE: REGAL.
I signed for it in my slippers,
holding half a piece of toast.
Inside: a sapphire crown.
No instructions.
Just joy,
heavy and brilliant
as the midwinter sky.
Naturally,
I took it out.
I didn’t wear it—I carried it.
The rain applauded.
Every puddle on the footpath
tried to catch its reflection.
A magpie, professionally suspicious,
followed me for three blocks,
hoping I was a very shiny chip.
At the crossing,
waiting in the drizzle,
I cradled my glittering fate.
A tradie’s ute splashed past.
I didn't flinch.
Instead, I gave the driver a slow,
magnificent, regal wave.
He honked, entirely confused.
I grinned like a fool.
At the bakery,
the woman with the tongs said,
“Special occasion?”
“Apparently,” I said,
carrying destiny in both hands
like a cake too beautiful to cut.
By dusk, even the clouds
had put on their best
sapphire hue.
I still had no kingdom,
no horse,
no useful instructions—
only a sapphire crown in my arms
and the extraordinary feeling
that winter,
at last,
had remembered my name.
The limericks that herein you meet
Were tested for pressure and heat.
Confirmed for all nozzles,
And yet, if one wozzles,
Return, if you kept the receipt.
Basically quite happy if i was on the planet myself
friends that turned to fiends
family drifted away
went for a fitting for in but didn't
picked at the uluars
Strang has took an e
We i r
do do welcomed
hope the plants take over
let the earth takes itself back
Your Available Heart Balance: 200.00
Pending Transaction(s): 1
MERCHANT: Year 2020
POS:
$120.00 - The Death of my mom
$15.00- Struggles with alcoholism
$10.50 - Body pain due to being overweight
$59.99 - The loss of my companion cat
$8.99 - Daily work struggles
TOTAL: 214.48
ATTENTION! ATTENTION! ATTENTION!
Your heart has been over drafted.
Year 2020 has taken everything from you.
Good night, sweet prince.
Always could compete
when we would meet a receipt
then trump would go tweet
Jim Horn
Gorgeous Christmas sweater.
Festive balls tickle me
In a tender, delicate place!
Kiss. Kiss. Smack. Smack. Love it!
Looks like me?
Was it the fat Christmas elf
with the crossed eyes?
The red and purple hair?
The tattooed chin?
Of course I love it!
Who would not?
It is perfection.
Re-gift? No! don’t be silly.
This is cherished.
You spent a wallet full.
Wal-mart or Target?
Is there a gift receipt
To ward off sizing mishaps?
Struggle. Struggle. Stretch.
A bit tight, but it might give.
A gift receipt just in case?"
No. I love it! Who wouldn't?
Receipt Please
Bar Coded, black printed lines code blue,
scan the check, percent, percent, lost sku...
Recheck the check, second guessed, false or true,
Prints report, the number sport, win or lose?...
bmdavey@
02/07/16
There once was a guy named pete
Who find out there was nothing to eat
So he went to the shop
Bought a dozen mops
But then he forgot the receipt!
Allow me to advise to those that listen, on
who you give your heart to. A part true, I
had and have scared few. None of this
part new, but there's something I have to
tell you. 1st know your limit, for hearts
weak and timid get bold when love is in it.
2nd know how far to take it, for giving one
your all will leave you vacant. 3rd think
sensibly, believe half of what you hear and
all of what you see. For love is a tough act,
people don't always speak what they
appear to be. And yes, your heart is as
easy as 1-2-3. As steady as it beats, keep
that pace steady in your feet. Know your
heart is like anything, it is what you eat. If
you feed it hate, that's what it will create.
Just saying, be careful what you put on
your hearts plate. Also there's something
you shouldn't have to learn, a heart's
precious. Shouldn't be given away, it's
something someone has to earn. Believe
me, for don't we all think less of things
given free? Lastly, realize your heart is
fragile. Over time it gets weak. All I ask if
you give it to someone, keep the receipt
Christmas is the time to kindly say gift receipt me please,
Just in case the gift you give me don’t fully decorate my trees.
When you shop there’ll be no need for you to put in a lot of thought,
As long as there’s a gift receipt for whatever it is you’ve bought.
Then I’ll be sure that I can get the right color and in my size,
There really is no down side except for the lack of any real surprise.
But after all we’re not kids and we know that magic is not fact,
And a gift receipt can save hurt feelings with a modicum of tact.
Then bake some Christmas cookies and mark them with my name,
And I will also make a batch and with yours do the same.
This way we are assured of getting all the ones that we love,
I would like to thank you right now for going over and above.
Today I saw a Christmas card at one of the local stores,
I took a picture of it with my phone and sent it to you and yours.
Share the spirit of Christmas with family, friends and everyone in between,
And be sure to shop the after Christmas sales ‘cause it’s almost Halloween.
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