In our litigious society
folks sue at the drop of a hat
Employees and employers
Students and teachers
Wives and husbands
Even parents and children
~ locked in mortal combat
And now let’s speak of Paparazzi
Who show us things that we should not see
They think they are so hotsy-totsy
Let Mama have the job
Yes, I’d prefer the Mamarazzi
I’m sure they’d show us how to not be
They’d surely take a better shot, see
As Papa’s such a slob
But now let’s move to Billygoats
Why can’t they be called Millygoats
They then would not be silly goats
Let’s give the girls a chance
And what of Lazysusan’s fate
Not fair, though now it’s much to late
I think that Lazypeter’s great
They’d have a fine romance
Unless he is all Petered out
As I am with this goofy bout
More gender benders left to scout
But now I’m tired, so Sue me
Screw the rules is the motto I live by
Too old to toe the line
So sue me and then just try to collect
Won't be alive to pay the fine
I'll be kicking up daisies on a hill out back
As you tear out all your hair
Sure had the last laugh you uptype people
Just break the rules if you dare
Rules are made to be broken I've heard
Love to see the reaction
These sillies go nutso and red in the face
At my blatant infraction
Oh for the days when we burned our garbage
In a fire pit behind our house
And just for a little excitement sometimes
We'd throw in a little mouse
Barbaric you say, I learned from the best
Daddy taught me all about life
Said “never take life too serious, my son”
You don't get to go around twice
So this is what it's like to be an adult
So dark and gray and gloomy
You get in a wreck, you pay the bills
You get all the stress and none of the thrills
If it's always like this I think I'm done
I'm laying in bed, so sue me
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ANCIENT roads lead to nowhere
& teenage angst is so pitiful
,a selfless-born floats like
every payment dad made for
my straight teeth; so sue me!
it's so strange to be me
it's so deranged like you
so says i with a fake halo
colored like spiteful gods
who want to always sing
so sing with me too
a sweet tooth like
my eternally
aching heart
bury me with you
so nothing comes between
us anymore ~ so bitter
to live so sweet to die!
:: 02-02-2017 ::
Sane again.
They tell me that I’m sane again;
I tell them I think so too.
I’m acting like I’m sane again,
But I’m starting to doubt whether that is the truth.
To sanity and beyond, I broke the bond;
I’ve never broken the mould, when I wrote a song.
I just spoke my words and they had never been heard;
Every filthy cursed word just sits on the shelf,
With me engulfed in the dirt.
I duck and swerve for I am bad for my health
And bad for my wealth and bad to myself.
So sue me, or soothe me, or worry about yourself.
I have nothing left to fear, but fear itself.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Screw the rules is the motto I live by
Too old to toe the line
So sue me and then just try to collect
Won't be alive to pay the fine
I'll be kicking up daisies on a hill out back
As you tear out all your hair
Sure had the last laugh you **** type people
So break the rules if you dare
Rules are made to be broken I've heard
Love to see the reaction
These sillies go nutso and red in the face
At my blatant infraction
Oh for the days when we burned our garbage
In a fire pit behind our house
And just for a little excitement sometimes
We'd throw on a little mouse
Barbaric you say, I learned from the best
Daddy taught me all about life
Said “never take life too serios, my son”
You don't to go around twice
© Jack Ellison 2015
Poem Becomes A Novel
So, I am a novel and not a poem
That is what I said and I am never wrong!
So get that through your head!
You say I am a good for nothing poem
So What! So sue me!
With a bazooka aimed at the head
One might change their mind
Question?..... What am I now?...
A poem or a novel?
I hope you get it right this time
when you're in love
you write really bad love poetry
when you love a woman
you want to relive with her
every great moment you ever had
both of them.
clouds look like hearts, and a few look like ducks
you know, quack, quack ducks.
if you love someone,
you walk into the wrong house
you stain your tie during lunch
you walk into people
(a big guy peoples, he's not happy
you run...really fast)
to a man in love
roses look perfect
even if they're tulips
...sorry honey.
you build a white picket fence
with the pickets wrong side up
when you love someone
you take out the trash
from someone else's house
when you love someone
you quit your job as a superhero
you get rid of your trusty sidekick
you give away your bat mobile
you give your arch nemesis the bad news.
you write goofy stuff,
and mickey stuff too.
i'm in love
so i write really bad love poetry
really?
really!
really?
really,
i'm in love,
so sue me!
My girlfriend she tells me “would you like to try again”
She knows there’s been a time far better then.
And I tell you people it’s just so hard to win;
And apparently something bad is wrong with my pen
I went to the doctor and told him now doc;
I spend all my nights up and watching the clock;
He gave me some potions told me to rub her with lotions;
He even measured that fish that swam in her ocean;
He talked to my woman then gave her some pills;
Now like a hand in a spade game the problem is nil.
And I’m writing these rhymes while searching my mind;
But nothing seems to come like there’s nothing to find.
Jokes from the closet on the edges of crass;
It’s nature suggestive like a kiss in the grass.
So sue me I’m crazy and they say I’m depressed;
I say it’s because I’m poor but that’s just a guess.
Sons and daughters
Mothers and fathers
Even if it bothers ya
to think about it..
The only person
you're guaranteed to live with
twenty-four seven
is your own self.
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This addendum is only for the form wonks out there.. if you're not a form wonk, please disregard... k, here goes...
Yep, EPIC!!...
(narcissism runs in my family), so sue me ;)
Gettin' laid
Gettin' paid
Givin' aid justice
compassion
freedom.
eh?
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k, not really a haiku, but after I thought to stick the "eh?" in there it became 17 syllables... so sue me?
\:D/
So sue me
I don’t write like you
I don’t pay attention to form and rhyme scheme,
And I shouldn’t have to,
That’s the beauty of art
I write from the heart
I say what I feel
Why must it be structured a certain way,
In order to be real?
I will not write a haiku
Nor a senryu
What’s it to you?
Does that mean I’m fake?
It’s time you wake up
Get over yourself
I won’t change my ways,
Because you say they’re wrong
I won’t change my ways,
Because the forms say they’re wrong
I don’t write for your forms,
Or anything else
I write for myself
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