May 2017
back a small number of years thee diva of this domicile
exhibited an aura, charisma, enigma…devoid of any guile
boot of late turned a cold shoulder to me and I’ll
avoid denigrating, haranguing, and lambasting said dell lisle
la, whose avoidance behavior toward me – who goes a mile
out of her way to ensure our paths do not cross – noah din nile
per the above – well, perhaps a slight bit of hyperbole
viz this, mine swift tailored, harried style
per potpourri of puzzling perturbation evinced
by said olde world germane German dame we lease this duplex
treating us, as if we committed some egregious crime
subsequently forced to stand trial
viz aversion toward this convivial, frivolous and introspective chap
methinks said realtor/renter joined a coven den
where doe eyed zen of thieves
occupy teaching rubric of mean-ness while
taking appropriate and selective pages
from play book of sarah palin
which tension unlikely to cease for the next month till the deed
doth expire, where by this witch a taw
hook cans *** (ours) will be freed
of renting a long and fostered, roach and fox infested, century21
from once salient sympathetic ear this,
now manifests Scrooge like greed
reminding us (essentially via cessation of any interaction),
how she once did heed
to our various and sundry travails –
though neither myself nor the spouse,
the latter whose vociferousness regularly exudes loathsomeness
toward said key per, and once a vouch saving storied angel
without fail and indeed
wife tis not shy to vent where a plethora of expletives lead
rant and rave toward an impending crisis
that will me send out an SOS
ever felt compelled to join Hemlock society or drown sorrows in mead
yet, a disappointment arises a formerly positive dynamic now im peed
did by reasons unbeknownst to me,
who feels ever so grateful ye chanced to read
my babbling of the poetically irrational from a regular joe,
who doth not sport Harris Tweed
nor (despite any immediate intimations)
doth newt smoke ***** nor drink ****.
exhibited an aura, charisma, enigma…devoid of any guile
boot of late turned a cold shoulder to me and I’ll
avoid denigrating, haranguing, and lambasting said dell lisle
la, whose avoidance behavior toward me – who goes a mile
out of her way to ensure our paths do not cross – noah din nile
per the above – well, perhaps a slight bit of hyperbole
viz this, mine swift tailored, harried style
per potpourri of puzzling perturbation evinced
by said olde world germane German dame we lease this duplex
treating us, as if we committed some egregious crime
subsequently forced to stand trial
viz aversion toward this convivial, frivolous and introspective chap
methinks said realtor/renter joined a coven den
where doe eyed zen of thieves
occupy teaching rubric of mean-ness while
taking appropriate and selective pages
from play book of sarah palin
which tension unlikely to cease for the next month till the deed
doth expire, where by this witch a taw
hook cans *** (ours) will be freed
of renting a long and fostered, roach and fox infested, century21
from once salient sympathetic ear this,
now manifests Scrooge like greed
reminding us (essentially via cessation of any interaction),
how she once did heed
to our various and sundry travails –
though neither myself nor the spouse,
the latter whose vociferousness regularly exudes loathsomeness
toward said key per, and once a vouch saving storied angel
without fail and indeed
wife tis not shy to vent where a plethora of expletives lead
rant and rave toward an impending crisis
that will me send out an SOS
ever felt compelled to join Hemlock society or drown sorrows in mead
yet, a disappointment arises a formerly positive dynamic now im peed
did by reasons unbeknownst to me,
who feels ever so grateful ye chanced to read
my babbling of the poetically irrational from a regular joe,
who doth not sport Harris Tweed
nor (despite any immediate intimations)
doth newt smoke ***** nor drink ****.
