ONESELF
I talk to myself
and myself talks to me.
We two are as one,
no split-personality !
We speak, yes we speak,
we speak but quietly.
Best not be overheard.
You and yourself agree?
CALLED-A-POET-AND-
COMEDIAN-AM-I
She said to me
"You sure are funny,
and laughter's a tonic !"
There are the days
when the poet plays
and ladies call him a comic.
SEASONAL-ADJUSTMENT-DISORDER-
DEAR-GIRL?
Find love and laughter
are serious things,
can make girls queens
and guys kings.
But love doesn't make you glad.
The sun, not rain, makes you sad.
THE-CLEAR-SKY-BLUE-TRUTH-
OUT-WILL-COME
Lies, lies, lies,
find all about
like a swarm of flies,
but truth will out.
Ah truth will out
like a butterfly
climbing on upwards
to a clear blue sky.
LOVED-THE-HEAVENLY-ORGANIST-
THE-SO-DEVOUT-GIRLS !
He perfected the seed-drill,
performed each Sunday, this man who
played on the church organ
for the congregation to listen to.
The ladies declared his music beautiful
who knew the man, Jethro Tull.
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