Sunday, April 3, 2011

Sweeping up Scattered Thoughts, Blogging the Dustpan

I.
Never leave me. Never leave me. Get out!
It gets easier every time.

II.
I have freed myself and untied my tongue
I have nothing interesting to say.

III.
Give me an S!
Give me a U!
Give me a E!
What’s that spell?
Oh, her again!

IV.
Monsters come in many shapes and sizes.
The worst are the pretty ones,
Who make you smile.

V.
Just one thing worse than being a failure.
And that is being on top, and then falling.

VI.
Ginger Rogers did it backwards, in high heels.
I do it on a cane, with white hair. Same thing.

VII.
You don’t know it’s wrong to sell your body,
Until you reach the age when no one wants to buy.

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