January 13th, 2023

rew4er2nail

After wishing upon a star
to garner a handsome windfall

as a positive fated birthday gift

lo and behold, these ears didn't deceive me,
cuz I discerned a partial telephone message
hinting at word winnings to good to be true.


I (a sheepish fellow) nearly got fleeced...
to the tune of five hundred dollars
courtesy publishers clearing house scam
nearly got the wool pulled over my eyes
lucky for me presence of the missus
a force not to be reckoned with,
she madly gesticulated
yours truly to hang up the telephone.

Predacious con artists
flourish thick as thieves
insinuating themselves
with practiced braggadocio
annoyingly swat away
her/his feigned friendly felicitousness
courtesy mine non affirmative action
think my feeble and meek
polite verbal declinations.

Characteristic passiveness pervaded
persona non grata of yours truly,
whether being the "scapegoat"

all throughout twelve years enslavement

constituting skool of hard knocks
reflexively withdrawing within self
seriously contemplating existence
as Norwegian bachelor farmer.

After consuming copious
platefuls of powdered milk biscuits,
I (an ordinarily shy person)
bucked and chucked
conventional behavior of mine,
plucked courage with humorous repartee
off times conjuring

the perfect comeback
versus smarting with absent

quick wittedness ex post facto.

 

Overzealousness ofttimes finds yours truly

trying to overcompensate

being pegged as quietest student,
whose severe nasality reinforced

(courtesy submucous cleft palate)
impeded communicating spontaneously

even now thinking twice before
interjecting a comment viz aperçu
(ideally humorous) to feel included
among social venue or milieu.



  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 15th, 2023 21:40
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 3
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Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    'she madly gesticulated'
    lol
    your poor missus
    I've never comes across a 'muse'
    lambasted by words
    in every possible way imaginable
    can't imagine how much making-up
    it costs you to write anything
    great fun!



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