I'm the guy who......

orchidee

Yes, I'm the guy who

Took so long to find out what Carpe Diem meant

That by the time I found out

It was night-time and no day left to seize - Doh!

 

And I'm the guy who

Obeyed that notice:

'This Fire Door must be kept closed at all times'

When there was a fire

I had to jump out the window

Well, to open the door was forbidden - Doh!

 

I'm the guy who

Always goes to the 99p shop

Cos the £1 shop is far too expensive

(1 penny more expensive each item

Noted for you non-UK poets) - Doh!

 

And I'm the guy who

Is still looking for Bill Posters or Bill Stickers

(Not that million year old joke again! lol)

Cos they are gonna be prosecuted

Why? What have they done? - Doh!

 

And I'm the guy

Who married KP

She hid the water from my whisky

Made me tipsy

Caused me to say 'I do'

Or 'I will' - marry ya - Doh!

 

I'm the guy who

Has a talking dog, Fido

Who still checks your poems - and mine too

And barks at anyone - me included

Who 'forget' to mark certain poems 18+. Doh!

 

I'm the guy who

Says all these things are true - probably!

I inhabit Cuckoo Land

How do you get there? You ask me

Take the No.7 bus to the moon, then turn left

And it's the second rock on your right!

Heehee

 

  • Author: orchidee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 20th, 2026 03:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: A nutty interlude. We have to have them - or else we would go.... nutty?! lol.
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 3
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  • sorenbarrett

    Knew a gut that used to search the papers (when there were newspapers) for promotional adds where you would save a penny, nickel or dime on items purchased with the coupon. After cutting them all out he would run about town wasting more gas that he saved in coupons not to speak of his time. To each his own I say. Good write Orchi made me smile again and I hope ya never change.



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