Cheeky Missy

Okay, Okay, Just Pat My Silly Head

Enough of me, eh?

I\'m Snookered and Quite Happy Too

(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCXLIX)

If I am reconciled to Spring\'s detail

Of snow and ice by half, because fr\'intents

The eye of Spring yet winks at me from hence,

To keep the fragile ghost of hope in frail

Excuse alive, seems I kin bear, nor fail

Afore the onslaught, for I have defense,

A month of playful measures no pretense,

Jist how it is, as sparrows sweetly hail.

The deejay said twas oercast, yet in tour

We had blue skies with golden light tae do

Our souls good \'spite the chill. I\'m learning fer

All that what IS Spring after all, as\'t woo

Likeas a lover whose romance\'d bestir

Mair subtly, then quite boldly. What is new?

17Feb25a

...and even that won\'t do.

Ho, Ho Kid, Pull A Double, Yes?

(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCL)

Blue heavns sans blot til noon drags clouds fr\'intents

Across the face of freighted Monday, hail

What in the busyness and calm t\'avail?

If only we\'d a soundtrack for the sense

Of yonder or aught else, and chess\' defense

To keep our minds sharp \'spite the drag, for bail

And cheer, you know? Suggest the grand detail

To find agreement, where we\'ve nothing thence.

Freeze on my break cuz warming up as t\'were

The car when you\'d forebear to drive won\'t do

Much for the hope of drastic heat where\'s poor

To be outdoors cuz it\'s by far now too,

Too cold. Call up my friend who\'s busied, her

Return call but brief mintues. LORD, where to?

17Feb25b