Monday, February 10, 2014

For another chat friend.

Just so you know, I didn't type all of these poems in one day.  But, I've been making a point to write more as a matter of exercising the brain.  It's not cool for me talk about being a writer..and then not writing anything.

This short one is for my friends Clyde & Bonnie.  Not the movie either.

It is the greatest compliment to my humor style
When from one particular Italian girl, I get a smile
I mean, every so often I say something and she flips the bird
But, it's not like falling into a porcelain bowl full of turds
This particular smattering of letters
Is to the group of chatters that have unchained my fetters
From the girl who 'argued' a certain lavendar was hers
To the Rand0m fellow who's humor is full of burrs
Also to the Canadians, the Irish, Scottish, and British
To all the ones who have lent their words of English
The Filipinos who use their charm and their scheming
To earn the monies that believe their act is worth deeming
All in all it's the mind, that flair of intelligence
It draws me like a magnet, a flair of decadence
I cannot ignore the people from the Americas either
From the far North, the far South and Central American seethers
but really, this particular poem is to an Italian flicca
I smile when I reach that level of "My nikka"

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