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Tomorrow's Plans

 

In the morning I’ll wrap Saran,

After which I’ll speak with Ann.

 

Then it’s off to gain my running lapse,

 

Then to shower—and to

Rearrange my torn toupee.

 

Which will fill, at least in part,

My pressing lackaday.

 

I think by night I’ll make, perhaps,

Good time for senior craps.

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Rottiestyl

Rottiestyl

18 years 9 months ago

Abstract

and oh so amusing! I always have to read your poems two or three times because I find something new with each pass. I simply love simple yet so very scrambled work! K. Mulroney
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barbsdad2003

18 years 9 months ago

My Current Diet ...

Scrambled eggs, a dish I've always enjoyed, I do not allow in my current diet. And, of course, since the compulsion/addiction's still here for making such a charming breakfast, I have to scramble something! to take the pressure off! Thanx, Chuck
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Conect11

18 years 8 months ago

brought another smile to my face

with your clever whimsy. Oh, and the fact I have yet to need a toupee. In time, I'm sure, in time. I'm starting to recognize characters from other poems. Be interesting to see what comes of Ann. Mark