A Whimsical Trope
Life is a circus
Of acrobats and clowns;
Everywhere there's a scammer
Ready to take advantage.
Humpty Dumpty was clumsy,
Rather dull, and not very bright.
He never knew right-side up
From wrong-side down,
And so he became a criminal.
Bring the blunderbuss
And bring the handcuffs.
Today, we make the bust
And arrest Humpty Dumpty,
And that’s no guff.
And so we said goodbye
When he took flight.
Nevertheless, whatever we think,
Wherever the yegg,
Humpty Dumpty is scrambled egg.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall;
Humpty Dumpty laughed and fell.
Everyone there offered prayers and things,
But no one could put him together again.
Categories:
yegg, humor, perspective, satire,
Form: Verse
I didn't choose this life or this life style, but rather it chose me.
I wanted to be a doctor...a lawyer...something positive!, a illustration to my community!
Not a drug dealer...A.K.A. a career yegg!
With no visual dreams, all hope is lost, just another ***** misled!
Separation with anticipation?, the characteristic's of a true winner
Being able to say no!, not being a follower, but a influential leader!
Being able to accept criticism, what doesn't kill u will make u stronger!
Enduring the haters & nay sayers, only to be more illuminated & bolder!
To all the great people of my kind, before me & after me!, where would we be?
If we believed their lies, their hindrance, & their inability to see!
In what we saw?, even with the imperfections & flaws?
We held on to our dreams!, which in time brought forth a cause!
So, alleviate that doubt & tell that hater this is merely a demonstration
An oh, i'll like to thank u!, cuz u was: the fuel to my fire...the gun to my bullet...u was ...my
Inspiration!!!
Categories:
yegg, inspirationallife, drug,
Form: I do not know?
Christmas is of Santa Claus;
On Easter the rabbit lays an egg.
God is kept locked in a box;
In the basement of a yegg.
Freedom sits tied up in a yard;
Over grown by grass;
Only let off from the rope;
When agreed to by the mass.
Power of the people;
Hides behind a closet door;
Along with other memories,;
Of life that is no more.
Tranquility is lost to us;
We sold it in the end;
To the highest bidder;
For cash that we could spend.
Unity appears to be;
Buried underground;
Covered up by structures;
We've built up all around.
America the beautiful;
The profiteers delight;
It is all for sale;
We're open day or night.
Categories:
yegg, allegory, introspection, life, easter,
Form: Rhyme