a penny saved is a penny earned
adding insult to injury, her love was spurned
afraid of his own shadow and against all odds
airing his dirty laundry happened to both Todds
the all mighty dollar earned by a chip off the old block
all talk no action and an axe to grind, said Mrs. McLock
barking up the wrong tree was a little dog too
quiet as a mouse was my mean Aunt Louise Sue.
Used to gad about town as such in my day
but don't get around much anymore
conked out zonked out
(perchance to dream)
I prefer to remain
housebound indoors
yes it's an age-old refrain
my dogs are barking
and my best guess they may really be
completely up the wrong tree entirely
but my best bet yet feeling my years
(the weight of the world)
I'm in a slump down in the dumps
a pooch too tired to smooch
tho' stooped but healthy hale and hearty
this poor pup's too pooped to party
“Cross my heart and hope to die”
A saying from years past
That has survived for many eons
And will most likely last
But there are so many others
“Barking up the wrong tree”
Choosing a maple instead of an oak
Oblivious to a life carefree
“Two wrongs don't make a right”
In a fatal car accident
When one person is declared dead
Other suffered flatulence
“The pen is mightier than the sword”
Not likey to win an award
Have you ever tried writing a novel
With the tip of a sword
“Two heads are better than one”
Run like hell I'd say
If you see someone with two heads
Freaking weird run away
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder”
Living on Planet Mars
Wonder where the red comes from
Sure is prettier than ours
A. Little too long has this game been played
While you living your life
Starting strife
I prayed to god
For an answer too
He showed me patience
In how to endure
He showed me how to laugh
When life said I should be blue
Never was I dumb
But you barked up the wrong tree
I could tell you how it ends
But god said not too
Keep you as a distant mind friend
If you think I'm asking permission
Keep imagining a world that won't crack
The worst thing in life is not too get angry
But let the lord pay you back
11/3/22
The whole bottle gone, not no six pack
At times trying to hit the jack
Eventually it all turns pitch black
Often it's a trap
Continually these b****es laugh
Yet I don't give a crap
Remember it's tit for tat
They always come to me for this and that
Once again I bridged the gap
I do I really get it, everybody is different
Just minding my own business
Keeping it all from a distance
In the end she wants some assistance
Especially when she is given much resistance
Damn, I'm not the one, you're barking up the wrong tree
Quit airing out all your laundry
I'm not Gandhi
For now I'll speak honestly
The source of our creation is beyond me
I'd like to know the answer to that and all these other quandaries
Too often they think they're slick
Yet again just a big prick
Out to nitpick
Yet the first one to dip out and take a picnic
Excuse me if I fidget
Regarding it all, I'm done with it
This is apocalyptic
As well as cryptic
Love comes at inopportune times
It slides in sneakily
and grabs you by your leg hairs.
You might be out of practice
Cupid might be barking up the wrong tree
So you send him away
Knowing if it is love
Someone will prove it to you
Somehow
Besides you have been hurt before
What if he is one of those?
What if he takes another piece of you?
Is it worth the risk?
No one can tell you.
But I know one thing
You love who you love who you love
And when it happens
No one can slow it down
It comes in like a freight train
Sweeping you into a frenzy
That you would have never wanted to miss
So when you are ready
Fall in love gladly.
It happens rarely.
High pressure injection of fluid into solid rock
Our human race a labyrinth of sweet flora root-bound within
The oak and sycamore shaking off early morning dew
© Harry J Horsman 2018
The entertainer of my eyes
Deep in my heart you dwell
A blessing in disguise
In the strange world with you beside me
When afraid in your embrace I seek comfort
Tell me I do not bark up the wrong tree
None but you lovely Bridget
In my dreams together we always feast
The obsession for you please do not prohibit
You are a daily visitor in my dreamland
With love symbol you decorated my humble ring finger
You make me feel thing even I don’t understand
You occupy every thought of my mind
My heart you electrify with joy and happiness
Indeed in every sea of thought I sail it’s you I find
8/10/17
Be careful what you ask for
Next thing you know it wasn't all that great, or you want even more
This isn't the same old spiel
I'll tell you something real
Everyone has an 'Achilles heel'
Speaking the truth, life is rather short
Don't be a poor sport
The ball is in your court
You are really barking up the wrong tree
If you think you're godly
Compared to everybody
Only here once
No ifs ands or buts
All eventually bite the dust
It's not all make believe
From A to Z
Others will always meddle
I don't care if you believe in god or the devil
Better grasp the nettle
Instead of trying to always settle
If you want to reach a higher level
Again
I'll hit the nail on the head
Don't get misled
We all wind up dead
I'm going to call it a day
But not going to throw it all away
I wanted you to come to me and refresh my soul. I wanted you to be the dream of this night owl. I wanted you to come to me and sway my belief. I wanted you to come to I,and set me free. May be I was barking up the wrong tree.
My Mix-Breed "Extra Fluffy"
happy as can be
Entered in the "Dog-Gone" trials
Just one of eighty-three
Some as big as horses
some as long as trains
Some so smart they spoke to you
You'd think they had our brains
The judges they were different though
The scoring one two three
For each performing act they did
they all received a "three"
Pretty soon they narrowed it down
then narrowed it down some more
Some dogs were none too happy now
they didn't even score
Terriers didn't stand a chance
Dalmatians faired the same
When a pure bred Poodle took the gold
the Shepherd went insane
How could they do this to these dogs?
was it cause they aren't the same
The judges? Mostly poodle breeds
you think they were to blame?.....
You say you need your space, room to breathe
You turn completely cold, I begin to freeze
You now smile and yell I am finally free
You say... What about me
You say all these years I have trapped you and held you back
My heart is now the train that has gone off track
You say it's over and that I am barking up the wrong tree
You say... What about me
I tell you forget it, my feelings aren't important enough to share
Even though you are here, you are no longer there
You say you want me to beg on bended knees
You say... What about me
You say you have nothing left to give
It's time for me to move on, learn to live to love or love to live
I will no longer experience emotions cutting so deeply
You say... What about me
I feel as if three years have been wasted away
Our stage in life is a tragic end to a disappointing play
You say you've found the right man to ignite your heart's fire
You say he will fulfill your innemost desires
You say we have grown tired of one another, to this we agree
You say... What about me
There are a lot of different breeds.
A dog is a very common
four legged-animal
often kept by people,
used to guard or hunt
but this female is compare
with Einstein and other genius
mix with doberman
was used in Panama
as founder of Noriega mass graves.
When ferocious barking
up the wrong tree
is reward by her mon (a woman).
This forensic dog
is a great holiday spender,
eats lot´s of pizzas
and can replace
men in his job.
There are a lot of different breeds of dog,
A dog is a very common four legged-animal
That is often kept by people
Or used to guard
Or hunt things
but this female dog
Is a forensic dog
compare with Einstein
According to National Geographic channel
and other genius
mix with Dobermans
was used in Panama
as founder
of Noriega mass graves.
When ferocious barking up the wrong tree
is always
reward by her mon (a woman)
is a great holiday spender,
eats lot´s of pizzas
and can replace
men in his job.
Wagging
tails of cats
grown in marshes
or books on mans'
best friend of a dog
day of barking
up the wrong tree ...
semantically.
Swinging
tales of jazz
blowing in lounges
or the cheeks of diz
and a day of jamming
up the scene ...
poetically.
Shooting
trails of men
going into deserts
televised like a hurricane
howling on the
day of the dead ...
murderously.
Wagging, swinging, shooting,
twisting, sliding down
Alices' well into
a word pile
a word play
ground of merry.
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