scrubbing a floor
a repetitive chore
dusting a table
I do as I’m able
vacuuming
a boring thing
highly paid worker
housekeeper, no shirker
many of us despise cleaning
cluttered houses are where we’re leaning
washing dishes
rounded swishes
I clean with distaste
do each job in haste
repetition a bore
I have done it before
Tampered photo,
Tampered life,
Born elite,
Married Strife.
Never one mans wife.
Wed to the nation,
System creation.
Freedom lost.
Chosen, at what cost?
Wishful eloper,
Like the in law shirker.
Mother,
Worker,
Food bank opener.
Country ambassador,
The monarchies future.
Press hounded
Hunted creature
Populism fall girl
No one to catch her.
Snail Man
Snail Man was the slowest worker
in the Jam Factory.
His nickname was Mr Shirker.
He was very angry for being fired.
He'd stolen from the safe
all the money he desired.
It didn’t take the police long
to find him. They weren’t blind!
He’d left a long long long
slime trail behind.
‘Twas the season to be merry, and playing around,
shirker Fred was in Vegas; from work he had played hooky.
Asleep in his hotel room, he strangely dreamed about
a man that looked like a galloping gingerbread cookie.
Fred was startled awake by a knock at his door.
Yelling at him for money he owed was his bookie.
Having no cash, Fred ran from his room. Then he saw
in the hall was the galloping gingerbread cookie!
The gingerbread man – gigantic- said, “Hop on my back.
Your best Christmas gift awaits, and her name is Sookie.”
Away Fred fled to the girl of his dream’s sugar shack
on the back of the galloping gingerbread cookie.
The gingerbread man dropped him off with a wink and said,
“She’s under the mistletoe, and she’s wanting some nookie!’
Christmas cheer filled Fred’s heart till he woke for REAL this time.
No girl had there been, nor galloping gingerbread cookie.
Dec. 16, 2018 for the Christmas Cheer Poetry Contest of Kim Rodrigues
How beautiful thou art
Oh butterfly
Out of ecstasy at holy place as ally
Seems leisurely created by Almighty
A fascinating climax of beauty
Multiferous colours majestically
Wonderfully blended magically
Unique shades full of skill
Bestowed on thee I feel
A lesson for the artificially coated
Smoothly sitting n swinging
Tickling courting n singing
On the blooming flowers of honey
As if enticed n entertained
An incessant worker
A lesson to the shirker
The decorator in the heaven
Sent as emissary on earth
When out of vision
Insearch for thee vacantly
The more the memory lingers
The affection becomes deeper
I AM LETTER “S”
Sneaky, sarcastic, selfish, slipshod shirker,
Stumbler, smart-ass, scrounger, sloppy worker
Shiftless sycophant, stingy swine:
These qualities are what I want to avoid being mine .
Sincere, supportive, sharing , schooled,
Stable, selfless , steady, steely-eyed,
Smart, smiling, sweet-smelling, suave
These qualities I would like to have
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Written by Sydney Peck
Entered in Nancy Jones's Contest Alphabet Soup
It's the end of the week
Almost time to go home
Today ends the streak
Of 'productivity syndrome'.
I worked hard all day
Trying to get some things done
And I'm happy to say
That I'm still number one
At stalling and waiting
And doing it later
I simply am stating
I'm a shirker of labor
To all the work I have left...
I say, "T-G-I-F!"
Close in the roses
The rose-bee dozes;
Oh what a shirker, he.
Asleep in the lily
The lily-bee, silly,
Yawns so languidly.
Down in the daisy
The daisy-bee, lazy
Dreams of a honeybee sweet.
Up in the honeycomb,
Buzzing with Boston,
Dumping the honey, he!
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