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Riding the back of a tiger shark sinking
Crossing an ocean that’s barren and dry
Surfing on waves that the net hasn’t captured
Wondering what a sand dollar will buy

Chasing a thought that I just forgot thinking
Vacuuming memories under the seat
Blowing the horn when its allergy season
Sneezing and sneezing and sneezing, repeat

Singing a song just to bother Bon Jovi
Shot through the heart but not casting the blame
Shaving my head like a rock star gone crazy
Asking the barber to sell me his name

Eating a waffle that’s flat as a pancake
Bathing in syrup a soft maple shade
Cutting a class while the lawns overgrowing
Making a bed that is already made

Changing the tune of a microwave oven
Turning the **** till volume is loud
Watching it spin like a Rolling Stone’s album
Yelling at them to get off of my cloud

Falling asleep throughout Hillary speaking
Leaving a tip but not waking the Bill
Telling the waiter he looks like my brother
Blushing when he says I can call him Jill

(Okay, I know this is getting quite lengthy
Let's take a break for a minute or three
Just enough time to head off to the kitchem
Go pour yourself a nice hot cup of tea)

Squeezing an orange while lemons are striking
Crossing a picket line out in red ink
Finding that permanent means until Tuesday
Seen through a highlighter glowing in pink

Climbing a mountain in old worn old dress shoes
Hurting my feet, it has taken its toll
Wait, not a mountain I meant to say Motown
Moving much better now that I’ve got soul

I figure by now you must think I am crazy
Based on the verses up there and much more
The truth of the matter is I’m kind of lazy
I’ve used this same style of poem before

And just like the others this ends in affection
Regardless of what I have written above
You'll find my poems are fueled by desire
Written for somebody special I love

So if I say the sun whispers in crayons
A basset hound’s bark is as rough as a tree
Piano keys will not unlock Beethoven
Then all I really am hoping you’ll see

Is how she makes me act goofy and silly
Using some phrases that seem quite askew
And why I’m sitting here writing this poem
So she will know that my love will be true