I try not to worry
I try not to fret
I try not to have
Fearsome thoughts in my head
I try to be restful
I try to be calm
I try to be peaceful
Like a hundred-pound balm
But peaceful I’m not
And calm’s but a dream
So I write silly stories
To let off some steam
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Life would be
So much easier
Things would run
So much breezier
If Hubby would
Simply agree
If the man would
Suddenly see
That I’m the one
Who’s always right
Whatever the problem,
Purpose, or plight
Cindy, go figure,
Always knows best
No need to ponder,
Question, or guess
If only he would
Trust me on this
Oh happy day
And marital bliss!
Husbands, perhaps
Might argue this point
Get themselves riled
A bit out of joint
But wives everywhere
Will surely agree
And right now are saying
“Just listen to me!”
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This is nothing
But a lame excuse
But blame this week’s stupor
On my difficult muse
Whatever I tried
My muse did refuse
To offer anything that
Might remotely amuse
Here it is, Sunday night
And my poem is really bad
Considering my standards
This is truly sad!
Maybe these next few days
My muse will turn to glad
And what I end up writing
Will somehow turn out rad
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As a writer
I pay attention
To any word
You care to mention
Since this week
I had the flu
“Feverish” struck me
I pondered anew
Doesn’t that word
Mean impatient and irked
High-strung, annoyed,
And going berserk?
Well, that’s how I act
Most of the time
My personality is not
What you’d label sublime
But when fever strikes
I’m all mellow and calm
A little high temp’s
An emotional balm
Nothing bothers me
My worries subside
I move a bit slower
Let the little stuff slide
So the feverish me
I rather enjoy
The feverish approach
I’d like to employ
Even when
I’m not feeling sick
To be mellow and calm
Now that’s quite a trick!
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I’ve written about
This topic before
If you’re actually
Keeping a score
But my to-do list
Has not gone away
A fixture in my life
Alas, it’s here to stay
Day after day
I cross things off
But I guess I never
Work hard enoff
One chore gets done
And two more appear
Month after month
Year after year
Like the Greek Hydra
My to-do list won’t die
It keeps on growing
Despite how I try
Maybe I’ll just
Toss the thing away
And go outside
To enjoy this lovely day
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You can’t miss it!
Well, take a guess what
The phrase fills me with fear
And puts knots in my gut
If there’s a way to get lost
That’s all I will find
The landmark’s dissappeared
Drives me out of my mind
The GPS system
On my fancy smart-phone
Generally speaking
Can get me back home
But it does make mistakes
That’s what I think
And I find myself lost
Before my eyes blink
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Pizza is my
Favorite food
I find it delicious
Very good
But here in the south
I know it’s unkind
A decent pizza
Can be hard to find
And as pizzas go
I am discerning
So to bake my own
I have been learning
The sauce I concocted
Is very tasty
On a pre-made dough
That’s not too pasty
With olives and mushrooms
And some type of meat
My homemade pizza
Is rather a treat!
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There must be worse
As addictions go
But mine is to
A TV show
On The Big Bang Theory
I am sold
Leonard and Penny
Never get old
I’ve only been watching
For about a year
I’ve missed a lot
But never fear
I have caught up
With re-runs galore
So now I know
All Big Bang lore
I know I’m hooked
I actually cried
When in this season
Mrs. Wolowitz died
Amy Farrah Fowler,
Bernie, Howard, Rog
These characters rock
A comic collage
Some gags are
A bit too crude
And laughing likely
Makes me rude
But laugh I do
At every joke
Let’s face it, Sheldon’s
A wierdly charming bloke
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Soaking in hot water’s
Supposed to be bad
But when winter weather
Starts making me sad
I have a nice bathub
For which I am glad
I fill the thing up
Every night before bed
And sit down and soak
Till my skin turns all red
So that sleeping with shivers
I don’t need to dread
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Somewhere recently
I have learned
That too much dairy
Should make me concerned
But in my coffee
I like milk a lot
So I went to the store
And a substitute bought
Coconut milk
It’s just not the same
Compared with cow’s milk
It tastes pretty lame
But I’m trying to keep
An open mind
Next time I’ll try
The vanilla-flavored kind
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