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g clair Dec 2013
Chilimanzeye
g clair
Dec 2013
The other day I phoned a friend, I shan't be usin' names
"Not alright, I tell ya, Gee, my eyeball's shootin' flames!"
"Owie! Owie! Owie! Oh!, Chiliman I like ya so
do tell me what has happened though I know you will be well"
"While chopping jalapenos without the proper guise
I washed my hands both 'fore and aft' but much to my demise
I went to pop my contact in and soon would realize
a flaming side of poppers and a sizzling batch of fries!"
Well I knew he wasn't faking and it took me by surprise
that my heart was feeling something which I couldn't minimize
he must have sensed me crying, guess it opened up his eyes...........
(that awkward length of silence which one-sided love implies)
and sensing he could break me down, I felt I must disguise
so I layered up and told him, "I've got onions in my eyes!"
"Woe is you and oh so woe, Gee girl how I like you so
tell me what has happened though I know you will be well."
"While chopping up the onions without the proper guise
I washed my hands before and aft' but much to my demise
can't blame me now for hoping we could do without the lies
But I'm just a bloomin' onion and I need to guard my...eyes."
And with the sharin' of the troubles and the things that caused us pain
there's comfort in the knowing, for what else have we to gain?
But if I lose you then tomorrow, because today I have been real
Best I learned another thing, to hold back what I feel.
And when everything which must be added is put in the Chili-man's crock
a five-to-one hand wash of water and bleach is best to avoid pepper shock.
"Not alright, I tell ya, Gee, my eyeball's shootin' flames!"
"Owie! Owie! Owie! Oh!, Chiliman I like ya so
do tell me what has happened though I know you will be well"
"While chopping jalapenos without the proper guise
I washed my hands both 'fore and aft' but much to my demise
I went to pop my contact in and soon would realize
a flaming side of poppers and a sizzling batch of fries!"
Well I knew he wasn't faking and it took me by surprise
that my heart was feeling something which I couldn't minimize
he must have sensed me crying, guess it opened up his eyes...........
(that awkward length of silence which one-sided love implies)
and sensing he could break me down, I felt I must disguise
so I layered up and told him, "I've got onions in my eyes!"
"Woe is you and oh so woe, Gee girl how I like you so
tell me what has happened though I know you will be well."
"While chopping up the onions without the proper guise
I washed my hands before and aft' but much to my demise
can't blame me now for hoping we could do without the lies
But I'm just a bloomin' onion and I need to guard my...eyes."
And with the sharin' of the troubles and the things that caused us pain
there's comfort in the knowing, for what else have we to gain?
But if I lose you then tomorrow, because today I have been real
Best I learned another thing, to hold back what I feel.
And when everything which must be added is put in the Chili-man's crock
a five-to-one hand wash of water and bleach is best to avoid pepper shock.
Dennis Willis
Oct 2018
Or when the door opens
are they just like
Whoa!
This is awesome!
Every
Single
Time
Not like they have to do
long range plannin'
Rotate the crops
Or put up for Winter
They have us
for that
'sif they smelled the danger
in big brains
Growled
Backed away
This
I think
they thought
Is it
the pinnacle
Let those big gangly
doofuses
Grow 'em
They're suckers
for a nuzzle
an' let'm touch u
Wah-woofin'-lah
free food
Don't think they ever imagined
At the beginning
They'd have us farming, canning
and Manufacturing
Gazillions
o' fuzzy wuzzys
to chew
on
Have us training to Ph.D.
In case they get an owie
prolly didn't anticipate
satellite collars though
Cats dominate the internet
Dogs the medical Market
My poetry
could use their marketing prowess
They even have us raising money
to take better care of more of them
You've seen
those sad commercials
As I prepare their dinner before my own
I realize
They've us
instead of reason
**** reason
Bark
******
Bark
Copyright@2018 Dennis Willis
are they just like
Whoa!
This is awesome!
Every
Single
Time
Not like they have to do
long range plannin'
Rotate the crops
Or put up for Winter
They have us
for that
'sif they smelled the danger
in big brains
Growled
Backed away
This
I think
they thought
Is it
the pinnacle
Let those big gangly
doofuses
Grow 'em
They're suckers
for a nuzzle
an' let'm touch u
Wah-woofin'-lah
free food
Don't think they ever imagined
At the beginning
They'd have us farming, canning
and Manufacturing
Gazillions
o' fuzzy wuzzys
to chew
on
Have us training to Ph.D.
In case they get an owie
prolly didn't anticipate
satellite collars though
Cats dominate the internet
Dogs the medical Market
My poetry
could use their marketing prowess
They even have us raising money
to take better care of more of them
You've seen
those sad commercials
As I prepare their dinner before my own
I realize
They've us
instead of reason
**** reason
Bark
******
Bark
Copyright@2018 Dennis Willis