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SUMMER IS FADING
I'M CONFIGURATING
I HAVE A WEEK OFF
BE KIND NOW, DON'T SCOFF
I'M FEELING LIGHT-HEARTED
I BELIEVE I JUST FARTED
MY KIDS CLEAR THE ROOM
FOLLOWING MY SONIC BOOM
I'M GROWING SO WEARYOF BEING UNCHEERY
IT'S NOW GETTING COOLER
TIME TO BE A TOM-FOOLER
I WANT TO BE SILLY
AND ACT WILLY-NILLY
LOOK UP IN THE AIR
POUR WATER ON HAIR
FOR JUST THIS ONE WEEK
I DON'T WANT TO BE DEEP
BEGONE, SANITIZED!
MAKE ME SIMPSONIZED!
I LONG TO RETURN
TO A TIME WHEN I'D BURN
MY FRIENDS WITH BAD JOKES
GOOD FRIENDS ALL, GREAT BLOKES
WE'D LAUGH, THEM AND ME
PLAYING CARDS UNTIL 3
AIR GUITAR WITH THE BEE GEES
STAYIN' ALIVE, HEEBIE GEEBIES
THE PLANET CAN BE A FORBODING PLACEITS STATE OF AFFAIRS, ITS BREAK-NECK PACE
BUSH AND BIN LADEN, IRAQ AND IRAN
FOR ALL I CARE, MOVE TO AFGHANISTAN
AND IT'S THERE I WOULD DROP MY BIG, BAD BOMB
A LAUGHTER GAS NUKE, BA-DA-BING, BA-DA-BONG
TO GET YOU ALL GIDDY AND GOOFY AND GOOD
AND DROP YOUR RELIGION AND OIL IN THE 'HOOD
THE GLOBE USED TO BE A HAPPIER PLACE
WE'VE LOST OUR HUMOUR AND HAPPY FACE
IT'S TIME WE GOT BACK TO OUR SNICKERING WAYS
LEST WE ALL GO DOWN IN A BURNING BLAZE
SO FOR THIS COMING FREEDOM WEEKI WON'T FOCUS ON THE FREAKS
I JUST WANT TO JOKE AND ENJOY LIFE
AND STAY ABOVE THE CRAP AND STRIFE
MY GOAL IS SIMPLE, TO THE COREI WANT TO REVISIT MY OWN LORE
RECAPTURE MY OWN LIFE AS KID
BE WHO I WAS AND WHAT I DID
OF COURSE I AM AN ADULT NOW
I'M OVER 50, BOW-WOW-WOW
THAT'S OK, I WILL SURVIVE
I JUST WANT TO FEEL ALIVE
SO WHAT DOES THIS ALL MEAN TO ME?
HOLY SMOKES AND GOLLY GEE
THE ONLY WAY'S TO SMILE AND GRIN
LETTING KIDDING, TEASING, GOODNESS IN
I WANT TO LAUGH AND JOKE AND SUCH
THAT'S NOT ASKING FOR TOO MUCH
WITH ALL THE SHIT THAT'S GOING DOWN
IT'S A WASTE OF TIME TO HAVE A FROWN.
I'm a natural tease and I have a goofy sense of humour. It's what keeps me sane, and I need to focus on it more.
What makes you smile these days and keep you from focusing on the stuff that is going on around you?
If I need a laff I just sing "Always Look on the Bright Side of Life" from "The Life of Brian"....
ReplyDeleteLife's a piece of shit,
When you look at it.
Life's a laugh and death's a joke it's true.
You'll see it's all a show.
Keep 'em laughing as you go.
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.
And...
Always look on the bright side of life.
Always look on the right side of life.
[whistle]
MJ:
ReplyDeleteYou are such a hoot, an unbelievable woman.
I don't NEED a laff, I WANT one. But if there's any place to get one, it's from The Life of Brian.
Thanks, you.
I just want to be devilish, I want to tickle, or tease or torture and make people roll their eyes and smile.
you play air guitar and an accordion - obviously a man of great talent!
ReplyDeleteWhen I need a laugh I make Himself take all his clothes off - never fails . . .
Ziggi:
ReplyDeletePoor Himself! Get him to play air guitar AFTER he takes his clothes off. I bet you won't be able to restrain yourself...
If it is what is called a doggeral, I don't want to read any more!
ReplyDelete(I never understood till date what is a doggeral!)
On serious critiquing:
Your rhyming is good. You have touched almost all/various issues ailing the world as of today. There is that right touch of irony. If you polish it a bit more, maybe you can turn into a passable poet..
On second thoughts, don't. I don't desire competition.
*Grin*
**Runs away**
Coming back: Kids always make me smile and keep me focussed.
Gautami:
ReplyDeleteI had to look up your reference to doggeral, which is actually spelled doggerel.
This is from dictionary.com:
dog·ger·el /ˈdɔgərəl, ˈdɒgər-/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[daw-ger-uhl, dog-er-] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–adjective 1. (of verse) a. comic or burlesque, and usually loose or irregular in measure.
b. rude; crude; poor.
–noun 2. doggerel verse.
Don't worry, Gautami, you won't have any competition from me. I just did it for fun.
I LOVE your poem! It was so much fun and totally conveyed your message. Well done!
ReplyDeleteI hope you enjoy your week off and do everything that makes you happy!
Anna:
ReplyDeleteThanks!
Something that has helped me of late has been re-reading spike milligan's limerick book. It's very daft and quite amusing. I like to write limericks myself, but spike is the king of them.I checked them out again one night just recently and went to bed with a goofy grin on my face, despite less than great things going on. Enjoyed you poem as well, you goose. My definition of humour at present is :"that which stops us stringing ourselves up".Something like that anyway;I just made it up.
ReplyDeleteLee:
ReplyDeleteThat's what life should be all about: going to bed with a goofy grin.
I hope you do that with increasing regularity.
getting to read my favourite bloggers is what keeps me giggling- really!
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