Thursday, 21 July 2016

COMMENTS ~ PLEASE . . .




Ok ~ what is it "gonna" take . . . ?
Before a comment on me you make  . . . ?
A packet of crisps is that to cheap . . . ?
Before pen to paper you do leap" . . .
Rummaging ~ back of the sofa ~ is that too low . . . ?
To hear a comment ~ how far am I prepared to go . . . ?
So read my words and for me weep . . .
For I’m away ~ even a "Poet" needs its sleep . . .

So - I returned and to no avail . . .
Still no comments in my mail . . .
Should I quit while I’m ahead . . . ?
Or continue on with my thread . . . ?
Pen to paper ~ my head is clear . . .
While I await” ~ a comment so dear . . .
The packet of crisps” ~ given a miss” . . .
Not your idea then of gratifying bliss . . . ?

The back of the sofa” was a “No” show . . .
After what I found” ~ that cat has to go . . .
In my Shame ~ I’ve upped my game . . .
Soon I’m sure ~ I will find my fame” . . .
Putting me “Marbles” and “Elaccy” bands . . .
So neatly in a pile ~ within your hands . . .
Did I even rustle up with you ~ a token smile . . . ?
Am I trying hard enough with my wicked guile . . . ?

I’m trying hard ~ but without any gain ~ I’m at a loss . . .
I am fading fast ~ I’m losing with it ~ all my gloss” . . .
The comment box ~ with respect ~ can go to “Hell” . . .
It’s been vacant for such” a while” ~ It’s starting to smell . . .
“So” with peg on nose ~ the comment box I get to grips . . .
Gone are the greasy old papers ~ along with the chips . . .
Out with the non-existing “Accolades” ~ and in with the “Gin” . . .
If nothing else arrives now ~ At least I will be left with a “Grin” . . . : )

Indiana Shaw . . . *o*

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