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I have crumbs on my T-shirt and my fingers are numb,
one has nothing to do with the other,
no!
That would be dumb

I'm ecstatically happy he said quite dramatically
tomorrow I have a whole day free,

She tells me
that there's washing to be done
that the dogs need a run
and the cats need a bath
ha
that's a laugh
we don't have cats.

She pats me on the head
and says
be a good boy or
you'll
wish you were dead.

I wish
She'd stop talking about washing the dishes
but the Genie tells me
you've had your three wishes.

Jiminy whispers into my ear
that
I'm freer than I've ever been
but when you treat her like a Queen
you become the subject.
..and that's what love is.
Push,
said, chef
I'm tired  
replied Jeff
who was a demi something or other

the ****** in the kitchen
couldn't spell
but could recite Pushkin.

Bishbosh the potwash was Polish
or Presbyterian
but he never said much.
Under my umbrella
rain hitting all around
getting wet anyway 
so I take it down.

I really don't mind
it's been a hot day,
and the rain seems to
wash all my blues away.

Rain covers my face like tears,
but they are of joy
not of pains or fears.

Into every life they say
some rain must fall.
But I'll not complain,
the sun always shines
brighter after the rain.

And as I said,
it's been a very hot day.

And this cool refreshing rain
was sorely needed anyway.
So moments ago my screen saver updated to a pic of a dozen or so brightly colored umbrella opened up on a bright blue sky back drop.
And this poem popped into my mind.
I quickly jotted it down, before it could disappear from my mind and this is the finished result of 5 minutes of intense poetic thought LOL!!!
I hope you like it, I certainly enjoy it when they come like this.
Thanks for reading

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So you want me to quit?
Say I'm too old.
Throw in the towel.
Let my cards fold.
I've been told that before by another -
she went by the name -darling mother
So you want me to give up just like that?
a wrinkled old woman, ugly and fat.
I've been told that before by another-
he lived with me, was just like a brother.
So you want me stop doing what I love
want me to shut up
put out my light
or all the above
I've been told that before by another -
oh ya, let me think....it was my grandmother
So you want to pretend I don't exist-
wipe me off the face of the earth
make me regret my birth
I've been told that before by a friend.
Will you finally be happy when I reach
my end?
Sat down in Alice's
with Guthrie
he trusts me
don't know why,
but
it's a nice place
and Alice serves up
good food
when she's in a mood to,

Arlo was rabbitting on about
some sort of a song
which was more
like spoken word
to the sound of a guitar

and then the cop car pulled up.
Arlo, one of the Masters.
Another day to ****** away
work is okay so they say
but what use to me

never mind it's only a moan
not to mention that intention
of being good and not whining
one more resolution fails.

I dine on the past as if each moment is my last
always saving a memory just in case it might not be
and in that, I will never go hungry.
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