I so hate asparagus
and those brussels sprouts.
I only need to smell them
to reinforce my doubts.
Categories:
ughs, food,
Form: Rhyme
To be an aging actress
Must be stressful and a drag.
The world is watching as you age
And neck and jowls sag.
You either disappear from view
Or wait for folks to cluck,
But there's another choice for those
Who just don't have the pluck.
It's visiting the surgeon
For some facial pulls and tugs,
But sometimes the result
Won't garner compliments, just ughs!
It's sad to see an actress
Who, in trying to erase
The wrinkles that occur, instead
Wreaks havoc on her face.
Categories:
ughs, age,
Form: Rhyme
I'm sitting at a desk,
no longer mine,
in a house that is no more,
before me, a glass of wine,
and a book I've seen before
a journal, forty years old,
my wisdom then, was somehow
seemingly far greater and visionary,
than what I have just now...
there's termites in my floorboards,
there's termites in my mind
I need a good exterminator,
to save me from their kind....
a package deal he offers,
including soup to nuts,
I told him very firmly,
I am a poetry soup nutty putz....
you put a cockroach in my home,
you'll see me burn it down...
I hate bugs so very much,
the mere thought brings me a frown
give me mice, if you have to,
give me termites if you must,'
but put a cockroach in my home,
I'll soon enough turn it into dust
ticks should only infest clocks,
fleas for a political refugee,
bed bugs only for a mattress store,
and ants to keep uncles company
I'm afraid then to follow this logic,
and think of what cockroachs
intend for their encroaches
just the thought of this subject,
the disgusting world of bugs,
makes me awful nauseous,
with lots and lots of "Ughs"!!!
Categories:
ughs, funny, parody, passion, philosophy,
Form: Burlesque