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Ode to the letter R

Rotten
Redundant
Ridiculous

Wretched…
Whoops, that has a w
Wrong, I guess

Errrrrrr,
Erroneous
Enormously so

Epanalepsis…
Wrangle an ending…
…Rotten

on occasion of Leslie, Carmen and I writing poetry

4 people sat in a room
the was no communication

4 visions of now and then
there were no pictures

4 processes chugged and churned
there was no outcome

4 people can’t do anything
leave me alone now

On occasion of a meeting of minds. Not.</emd

I was all set to get out and about
Instead I sit here, nursing my my pout

A day with no people, no contact no sound,
She was intended to help center and to ground

But no, she could not, no not at all
I felt like the maiden omitted from the ball

It seems she had better, more fun, things to do
Her excuse was her sister, but I know that’s not true

So here I sit, all freaked out and weird,
entertained only by the growth of my beard

I guess I must smell or bore or displease
But I won’t beg, won’t get down on MY knees

Oh no, I am manly and stoic and proud
Not lonely, nor misty, not whiny, not cowed

For I have my poetry, my glorious muse,
And you, well you…

can read this, and suffer the abuse

On occasion of being dumped by Al

Eenie (it’s not that small)
Meanie (only sometimes)
Miney (at least I’m not whiney)
Mo (…mo, mo, how’d ya like it…)

Catch a * by the toe,
But if he’s politically correct, let him show.

But time’s a wasting and
and I
must
go

On occasion of trying to wait patiently for a meeting