You have to wait
You must not worry
I'm running late
I'm in no hurry
I am wild
I confess
You are freaky
You digress
I am able
You are Mable
We have dinner
At your table
I'll bring foil
You bring paste
We'll build our dreams
Upon the waste
The table is yellow
The chairs are white
The beer is amber
The colors are light
You lift my spirit
I give you shit
You want my soup
I let you sit
I have a big butt
Thanks to Dad
My eyes are blue
Tho, I'm no Ladd
If I'm an apple
and you're a peach
I'll peel your grape
to appease your reach
I lift you up
You drop me under
You pull me down
I push you over
Are you smarter
than the hype?
I'll give you info
the story's ripe
I give up
the end is near
Can't find a job
to save my rear
I want to know
how we exist
I want to blow
You can't resist
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These are fab. I particularly love the last one. But then I took it to the dirty place ;)
ReplyDeleteOhhh girl. Unreal. You are so talented!!! wow. I could read your prose for hours. More please :)
ReplyDeleteYou own this form. I could never do this. Brava! And who the hell is this bitch Mabel?
ReplyDeleteSo delightfully musical and entertaining! Pure joy, thank you :)
ReplyDeleteYou always make me smile. Thank you, my dear Jenny.
ReplyDeleteSeriously! Why can't I write like this. Because I am not that Jenny. You are wonderful, poetic, brilliant, delightful. And I am always looking forward to your next post. Bring it!
ReplyDeleteI adore you more as I read more of your poems =) I wish I could write as well as you...
ReplyDeleteExpect me to be a constant stalker from now on =) *hugshugs*