Thursday, October 23, 2008
there's a mountain of thoughts in my head
it's making my head spin around and around
like a merry-go-round of blame and unsound
sentences swirl about like a water hose spout
which just gives out - squeal and shout
troubles galore in my "survival" lore
where the game's no more than how to outscore
problems so brittle - with a honey wasp's nettle
i don't know how to settle this lack of a title
it's quite rubbish! how just won't i finish
writing this devilish ode to a silver dish
loaded with honey and supported by money
the eggs looking sunny and oh so runny
away from being broke, not a typical bloke
whose egg-shell spokes go by none broke
hearts you feel, so warm and --- surreal?
here again i squeal, by the words' deal...
wait.
did i mention a title i lack?
troubles abound in my survival sack?
what with the brain's connections, i say -
the only connection is from Z to A -
from sweet beehive to stinging-stung nettle
to surviving alive - to finally settle
this little dainty rhyme once and for all,
see your funeral faces filled aplomb with appall!
that's all for now, folks. will be back once i've settled my headache. (figurative? literal? who knows!)
Thanks to all the blogs i referred to (countless) for html code help :) (esp. cyn' and sixseven)
Adobe Photoshop Elements for supernatural abilities
