poetry
Normally, I might not have anything worth commenting on this one, but it so happens some commenter at AoS linked to this, so I share:
In before Ace?
Home
Where I hang my hat
Home
Where I pet my cat
Home
Where I freely dance
Around the house
without my pants
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Just passing through
Good to see
Virtual faces
Familiar to me
All the leaves are brown,
And the sky is grey...
I went to the blog
on this day in May
It'd be a safe space
except that would be ghey
Just saw a nood post
Show up and vanish
Seems even a cob can
get a banhammish.
With mustard
Muldoon makes limericking look so easy.
"You gotta know where the rocks are."
-Just the Punchline
1. Thread Drift
Hillary.
With a Blackberry.
In the woods.
Wait, didn't I say goodnight already?
Fires on the hill.
Birds chirping at Midnight.
Dog barks weakly.
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Those who lurk do not exist
Upon the virtual Moron list,
So, for myself, I can't resist
At least popping in to say "Hi!"
"Hi!"
Before the thread is dead,
I just want to stop and say,
Good morning everybody!
Hope you have a have a day!
(Especially you, JJ.)
Waving hello because it's still morning and still pre-Ace.
It's slight, but progress toward getting up earlier. Maybe now that the days are getting longer 'twill help.
I'll have to read this later
I'm a big S Muldoon backer
But have to go watch Daughter
Dance in the Nutcracker
Hooray hooray for ONT
Really means so much to me
Even when I'm really late
and don't get to participate
Five hundred comments lined up in a thread.
Sit here and read them or head off to bed?
Ask for the horde to give me a summary,
Fight YKK and Big Fly. Get a Velcro Fly.
Oh, I stopped to read the content
And follow many links
And now I want a sandwich
Or so my body thinks
...and that is how John lost his dome?
...That Herod was really a gnome?
...a limerick ain't a real pome?
* sigh *
There was a young gal named Salome,
Who danced for her daddy at home.
Her daddy, quite pickled,
By her dance was tickled...
Unfinished limericks, 15¢
Seamus Muldoon #99: That wasn't an extra beat. In flat-picking terms that was an upstroke before the start of the measure. A lead-in syllable, perfectly allowable.
Seamus Muldoon #238: A Competitive Advantage in the New Millenium- a limerick
I truly enjoy the overnight thread
Cool info, and wit that's so quick
But I must give up and just go on to bed
So I can get up and read Vic
Good night, Gracies!
Half a shot of cognac.
Nothing else to drink.
Must be time to give it up.
Life is on the blink.
Got a little rain today,
but just a little bitty.
Enough so that tomorrow
it will raise the humiditty.
Surviving Summer (Barely)
Highs in the nineties,
Lows above seventy,
For days and days yet to come.
Home again, I can at last
indulge in relaxation.
Alas I made a Holiday
Weekend miscalculation.
Survived the war, and still alive,
My dear old Uncle Ed
Was scheduled to invade Japan,
They dropped the bomb instead.
-Karma Save
It costs too much for alcohol
But it costs 'way more for pot,
or LSD, or cocaine,
especially if you're caught.
Posted by: mindful webworker sings the ONT blues at May 19, 2016 10:54 PM (5a8XA)
Lol. Very clever.