Good goodle goodle,
and what a nissie non-sense,
we wimple on here.
I can’t resist it,
writing non-sense when I like,
like riding a bike.
I’ve come to a stop,
the head is shutting down fast,
I must finsh this.
I wink and I squint,
and I clench my crooked teeth,
for what I wonder.
Month: February 2021
03-02-21 Yawn
A massive wide yawn,
pulling in the universe,
and breathing it out.
And gapping open,
the worlds and all their people,
were lost for a while.
I know I am fat,
said the raincoat to the hat,
even though so thin.
The cat sat forlorn,
thinking of its glory days,
and it wayward ways.
02-02-21 We are D
The flowers have gone,
empty vases standing vain,
and catching the light.
I have finished it,
I didn’t mean to but then,
something just happened.
Falling through the floor,
and knocking on the old door,
it’s really a trap.
The clocks are striking,
enough they say your time’s up.
we can wait all day.
01-02-21 Lost
It is looking good,
and I like the appearance.
of this new cold month.
I have lost my phone,
everything wants updating,
that is typical.
Passwords and log ins,
have were all on auto new,
then my card expired.