lms

tbhThere is a game

the young ‘uns will play

on Facebook

they’re playing right now – even today.

I don’t like it –

it’s an embryo of disaster –

validation

is the goal they’re after.

“lms tbh or ti,”

to be honest, the truth is I cringe at my wall

with so many  “bored so I’ll rate”

being offered to one and all.

I know it’s tempting

but please don’t give in

and play silly Facebook games –

there’s a chance you won’t win.

You may be happy

with the end it’s true

but more likely

you’ll end up feeling quite blue.

Then those thoughts

will make you wonder why

and they’ll drive you crazy

until you break down and cry.

Do what you want

but if you choose to

you’re giving that person

control over you!

(and I say “Booooo!”)

Let me settle this now

and assure you you’re great

if I were to play

I’d say you’re totally first rate!

The Best Known Cure…

I really do think
I need your upmost pity.
Fair dinkum and true –
because I’m one sick puppy.
Not like that, sicko!
I’m truly sick as can be.
I don’t wanna move.
I feel bad, oh woest me!
It hurts all over –
I feel downright crummy.
Yes, I’m serious.
No, this ain’t hyperbole.
Wait, what did you say?
there’s a doctor for me to see?
Hmm, what do you know!
I’m feeling good suddenly!

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This Secret Might be the Death of Me

What do you mean
it won’t happen today?
Keeping secrets –
not really my forte.
I need to tell.
I so desire to share.
Making me wait –
kinda mean and unfair.
Let me help you
with an explanation.
I will describe
the situation.
Picture a dam
holding back the vast sea.
Now look closer
because that dam is me.
And the water
is that darn ol’ secret
I have to keep –
I can’t share quite yet.
“I can’t hold it
together much longer,”
Scotty worried
he thought they were goners.
I can relate –
this is all I can take.
Leaks are springing –
this dam is sure to break!

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That One Special Friend

You’re not all there, are you?
There is no if, possibly, or maybe.
You are in all the way.
Absolutely, positively crazy.
The light is usually off.
A few aces shy of a deck.
Dancing to your own music.
Your dots just don’t always connect.
But I prefer it that way
and that is in no way a shocker.
Because as you can see
I’m also totally off my rocker!

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