For Cee’s FOTD
This also happens to be my last photo in August for Bushboy’s Last on the Card prompt.
Gazanias: FOTD, Sept 1, 2021
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Simian Payback
Simian Payback
In more ways than one, my new roommate is simious.
Eating bananas, he’s hardly abstemious.
His arms are so long that his fists scrape the ground
and when I am gone, he monkeys around!
When we go out in public, the people all gape.
It doesn’t take science to declare him an ape.
He swings on the curtains and ruins my decor
by pulling the drapes from their rod to the floor.
If you said he’s an ingrate, you wouldn’t be wrong.
When I go to the dentist and he comes along,
he mimes for a freebie—a checkup and cleaning,
then stands at the mirror, inspecting and preening,
never imagining he’s out of line
as I dole out the cash for his cleaning and mine.
Just one thing might mitigate his crazy acts,
so I ask that you temper your scorn with the facts.
He was raised in the jungle, then put in a cage
and only let out when he reached middle age.
So how could I help but assist in his exit
with no one around to thwart it or hex it?
With the key in the lock, I just gave a twist
and gave his jailbreak a needed assist.
But now I admit I was way less than clever,
for I have acquired the worst roommate ever!
What prompted my action? Was I less than smart
when I saw his great need, in playing my part?
I felt that I owed him a really big debt,
for an ape is way more than merely a pet.
If you studied your science and paid good attention,
you could not have missed this pertinent mention:
if there hadn’t been apes, then there wouldn’t be
any of you and there wouldn’t be me!
Prompts today are decor, ingrate, mitigate, abstemious and science. Image by Suzanne Schwartz on Unsplash.
Da Judge Is Playin’ Doctor Now!
Okay.. I thought it had gotten as crazy as it could get, but this story takes the cake.
This one came straight out of my local news channel and my jaw dropped to the floor.
A local man, Jeffrey Smith, is in the hospital fighting for his life against Covid. He refused to be vaccinated, refused to wear a mask, and so this is where all his naysaying got him. His wife, Julie, asked the hospital to treat him with Ivermectin, the horse de-worming medicine, the latest quack theory among the uneducated. Doctors and the FDA have issued strong warnings against humans taking this drug, for it is made for animals who have a different system than ours and who often weigh more than five times as much as a human. Needless to say, the docs at West Chester Hospital refused the woman’s request to give her hubby this unqualified drug. Funny, he didn’t want the approved vaccine in his body, but he wants this crap that isn’t…
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False Endings
False Endings
His paranoia is one for the books.
He finds disease wherever he looks.
He anguishes over the slightest small sneeze
and the tiniest bump brings him down to his knees.
When his girl left him, the heartbreak he felt
was myocarditis, and the smallest welt
on his neck or his face is cancer for sure,
so he’s off to to Mayo Clinic to look for a cure.
His fixation’s macabre and his acts supercilious
every damn time that he feels a bit bilious,
for he knows better than all of his friends
that he’ll soon meet his maker, so he makes amends
for all his ill deeds and his slights and his snits,
seeing the light when he’s down in the pits.
He should have done better and eaten less pie,
and now he’ll pay for it, for he’s going to die.
And when he gets better, you can bet he’ll be sure
that repentance has brought a miraculous cure.
So goes the story, and though it’s not his ending,
you can be sure that a new plague is pending!
(Note: I know I’ve used this photo at least a few (?) times before but it’s just so appropriate to this poem that I can’t help using it again. )
Prompt words today are: myocarditis, macabre, anguish, supercilious and paranoia.
Portulaca (Moss Rose) FOTD, Aug 31, 2021
For Cee’s FOTD
Looking for Signs
Arete (Fuchsia) Flowers: FOTD. Aug 30, 2021
Yolanda calls my fuchsia vine flowers “aretes” or earrings, so this is what I call them, too.
For Cee’s FOTD
Network
Network
One who lives in isolation is only half alive.
We must generate a union if we’re going to survive.
Though it is true the fanciful may take this to extremes
and gallivant to excess, nonetheless it surely seems
that excellence in socializing might extend one’s life,
for nothing gets us through in a time of pain and strife
like family and friends. Perhaps one reason for our being
includes being seen as much as in our seeing.
Prompt words are fanciful, generate, excellence, gallivant and union.
Aretes Flower: FOTD, Aug 29, 2021
Bar Stool Bozos and the Predictable Come-on Line
Bar Stool Bozos and the Predictable Come-on Line
A new potential conquest is seen falling from her stool
in bodily protection from contact with this fool.
He’s a denizen of single bars, a problem to avoid,
for he’s sure to leave you listless, if not, in fact, annoyed.
How many boring platitudes can one bromide spout?
How may time-worn come-on lines are vying to get out
of lips that move unceasingly, spilling into the night
all the obvious clichés that he’s driven to cite?
Of all the gin joints in the world, why did he enter in
into the one where you came to have a quiet gin?
There should be a law passed that you get to vote on who
gets to wander into bars and saunter up to you.
They should have to pass an I.Q. test, then be sorted and tagged,
from “interesting” to “boring,” and the worst should then be gagged
with a small hole for a soda straw so they could go on drinking
without the ones around them having to know what they’re thinking.
Notable come-on lines that are grounds for gagging:
“What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?”
“If I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me?”
“We gotta get you outa that wet dress and into a dry martini.”
Prompt words today are bromide, falling, denizen and problem.
Note: Bromide in literary usage means a phrase, cliché, or platitude that is trite or unoriginal. It can be intended to soothe or placate; it can suggest insincerity or a lack of originality in the speaker. Bromide can also mean a commonplace or tiresome person, a bore (a person who speaks in bromides).
