Ten Little Ratties...One by One
Little people all in a row
Can count on my fingers
One to ten
Maybe there are more
The first is one
Who loves to bang about upstairs
Noisy for sure
Clattering high heels
On wooden floors
Oh dear me.....
Second the one who loves to scrawl
Inane writings on my page
I often wonder why
Perhaps looking for acclaim
More recognition in the world
What a shame......
Can count on my fingers
One to ten
Maybe there are more
The first is one
Who loves to bang about upstairs
Noisy for sure
Clattering high heels
On wooden floors
Oh dear me.....
Second the one who loves to scrawl
Inane writings on my page
I often wonder why
Perhaps looking for acclaim
More recognition in the world
What a shame......
How about number three
Late at night her laundry does
Waking all around
Noise of machine profound
Dog barking madly too
I wonder why....,
Late at night her laundry does
Waking all around
Noise of machine profound
Dog barking madly too
I wonder why....,
And More...
Then the ones who on the road
Do drive
Texting madly everyone
Not even watching where they go
A hundred deaths I suffer every day
Much to my surprise.....
Then the maidens
Fair they seem
The outer such illusion be
Long blond hair and spindly legs
Carrying them further into hell
Or so it seems
Soft fat men each everyone
Bulging stomachs
Overeat they do
All the garbage food prepared for them
You see them everywhere you go
Do drive
Texting madly everyone
Not even watching where they go
A hundred deaths I suffer every day
Much to my surprise.....
Then the maidens
Fair they seem
The outer such illusion be
Long blond hair and spindly legs
Carrying them further into hell
Or so it seems
Soft fat men each everyone
Bulging stomachs
Overeat they do
All the garbage food prepared for them
You see them everywhere you go
Seven and....
Seven the number doth describe certain people
Some I know too
Whose mothers taught them naught
But how to take and take some more
Eternal taking for sure
Never learned have they
Respect responsibility
Not words known much anymore
Do not want to go on anymore with this stuff
It takes me and maybe you into a place of negatiivity
My critics then will chortle
Look at her she can be like me
Sour like a lemon
Why not I say
We all wear many hats
Facets of diamonds
Turning round and round
Alighting wherever they be
I too can do this
In my own inimitable way
and so I do.....
Some I know too
Whose mothers taught them naught
But how to take and take some more
Eternal taking for sure
Never learned have they
Respect responsibility
Not words known much anymore
Do not want to go on anymore with this stuff
It takes me and maybe you into a place of negatiivity
My critics then will chortle
Look at her she can be like me
Sour like a lemon
Why not I say
We all wear many hats
Facets of diamonds
Turning round and round
Alighting wherever they be
I too can do this
In my own inimitable way
and so I do.....
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Yotube for the vidoe
google for the pics
the ones I like and the ones I dont
read more of my pages from erotica to spirituality and everything inbetween by clicking on cnwriter.carolina at top of this page and here more
hereThe English Countryside
hereWot "A Great Vodka Cocktail!
hereAngel at the Gate
hereAncient Wisdoms
website: http://carolan328.wix.com/cnwriter
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