Dec 30 2009

By request

So, net Rules- Fourteen lines, Ten Silly la belles

per line.  Squeek ed past that first one I did.

And lo did I mention the iambic

pentameter?  You have to be kidding.

Me?  I’m an ignorant guy. Blank as a

verse (which has it’s own rules mind you).  WAKE up!

Smell the coffee, or the glove why don’t you?

Halfway done, a customary break point.

If I had a pencil I’d be grinding.

AWAY!  And by away I mean that sweet

escape that ignorance provides the weak.

Or the month.  I’m not particular, just

peculiar.  Groucho much?  Marxist I.

Name is Dennis.  A watery Tart you?

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  1. I’m a sentimental fool.

    • TMC on December 30, 2009 at 02:33
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    if I could just get the rest of the men in my life to be this compliant with requests.  

  3. You know in a blog I have no idea what you look like kind of way…

    • TMC on December 30, 2009 at 04:18
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    it is windy and 18 degrees. I need a warm sandy beach in the South Pacific.

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