We live in a world where we choose
To just completely cut off one another
Where we can simply hit a button that allows us
To have no contact with another
And then we wait
We wait till we can't take it anymore
That we click that very same button
We used to push the other away to see
If they sent a message
Posted a status
Liked a picture
Tagged a post
To than sit and wait some more
The More time we waste
Just to waste more time on
someone we didn't want
To see
Didn't want to talk too
Didn't want anything from
So we block
We forget
We move on
Surely that is an impossible thing to do
How to go about it I'm sorry I haven't a clue
Time to call an expert as I ponder and think
There must be a way to unblock my sink
That can't be done I'm willing to wage a bet
Laid down a challenge the rules have been set
Surely that is an impossible thing to do
How do I wonder attempt to unblock my loo
Things comes in threes so I will say it again
This time I need help unblocking my drain
I fear that I will become a laughing stock
So many things needed to help unblock
DIVORCE ---A FOOTLE
Unblock
wedlock
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Placement: 5th; (December 2011)
Contest:Block~Block~Block
Sponsor:Irma Linda
By:kash poet
There once was a toilet blocked up
Gosh what do we do with it, that is yuck.
Stick your hand in it dear
Unblock it, it will clear.
Stick your own in mate, I’ll chuck up.
Tongue tied and twisted my mouth is
I can’t say limerick as it is
It’s not very hard
To yell “rook card”
To say I have some winning hands
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Destroyer ~ Poet's "BLOCK~ BLOCK~ LIKERICK" contest
HOW TO UNBLOCK THE MUSE
A stiff-penned young poet from Soup
His writing developed a droop
He needed his muse
But used only booze
Wine-o writing line-o, the dupe
The words flowed so easy and true
He was better than me or you
His poem’s design
Was there in the wine
A heady concoction and brew
He just epic-ked and kyrielle’d
And limericked and villanelle’d.
Quatrain or quintain -
- Was his to attain :
His poet’s ******** excelled
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Written 23 June 2011
for Francine Roberts' Contest Bottle of Wine,( fruit of the vine, when........)
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