Jist Oxen Ya To Bull Heaven Me - Yoke Hay

rew4er2nail

Whit dat tight till - say

yes, aye wool thank ewe

mooch at least for today

hoof fully (this Joe kerr)

can easily bide his time weigh

beef hoar rammy cows come home.

 

Meantime India interim

lemme clover - reaching

far out on dam moost precarious limb,

bot do nut inspect me tub bark prim

and proper, nor procrastinate for tim

marrow, cause spontaneous whim


will lose heft, no matter how inane

poetic palaver could by then

elude ding me noggin to explain

nebulous jibber jabber hokey folderol

even confusing to a Great Dane

 

a dog (of course)

man's/woman's beast friend,

not hounding visa vis discovering

you improperly verb (bait him)

bone a fied with noun (sense)

barking up wrong tree

dangling modifier as gerund

faux paws and inquisitive,

nonetheless countenance do lend

sincere cachet gnome hatter compared


to average superficial Homo sapien

said former doggone creature just thru

facial expression can mend

"broken" heart and soul,

which rhyming tangent did send

yours truly off scent, asper initial trend

actually truth be told, no paw tickle har

matter, I sought to sink teeth into,

but let babbling stream of consciousness wend,

where petty full extemporaneous tooting

oh my didgeridoo, which initially scares

the dickens out gills of hooting

blowfish until they recognize

this bloke juiced pooting

air thru a long wooden tube, be yule

then their piousness piqued to pisces,

gather together as if attending school

always mindful to follow

the goldenfish rule

i.e. aldi tom not erring,

floundering, and getting

tricked, royally suckered, and

hooked becoming gruel

resulting within tummy higher

up the feeding chain,

survival of dragnets cruel.

 

fission expedition for

salmon to hope fillet

enjoys almost done hook,

line and sinker - hooray,

sans to steal mental energy,

and precious time may


king another reason to be

persnickety and every ray

zen to be guarded, when

wading in cyber seas tay

king precautions, once

I return from Uruguay.

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 31st, 2019 19:37
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 6
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Comments1

  • JB

    Sorry, but what the hell does this say? I am in fact, an uncultured swine.



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