When it comes to making a decision,
I have often faced derision
for what I want I do not know.
Thus, eeny meeny miney moe
are the words that I must voice
to enable me to make a choice.
Thus are my life’s choices chosen,
even when my brain is frozen!!!
For dVerse Poets, pivotal moments.

I learned a new word this morning, Derision – thank you!
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Happy to oblige. Better here than to learn by experience!
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So true!
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Great visual Judy 😄
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Haha! This is priceless Judy. And as good a method as any.
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And why not? It’s not always easy to choose.
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But there is a risk in leaving decisions to chance, of course. Can you liv e with what the fates toss your way?
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Reminds me of this guy!
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I love the picture. Making decisions can be difficult. Especially when our brains are frozen.
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I had another photo I wanted to use but took five times longer trying to find it than writing the poem never did!
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Sometimes you better believe in luck to make the decision for you
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Sometimes luck just asserts itself without your invitation, as well.
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Very clever
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Sometimes you might as well.
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Me too–I get analysis paralysis! Your poem made me smile!
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Analysis paralysis! Love it.
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throw caution to the wind. Sometimes the wind blows to the tune of eeny meeny miney moe — a great tool to keep near. Thanks. Fun read.
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Yes. That is definitely the theme song for the wind!!! Ha.
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