DON’T SWEAT SMALL DETAILS!

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DON’T SWEAT SMALL DETAILS!

In a jungle river swimming,

In just a little while,

A little man swam up to

A large crocodile,

 

He said, “Sir, it would complete me,

Could you tell me, now or later,

Just before you eat me,

How you differ from a gator?”

 

The croc smiled and said,

“I want to appease you,

But why care, you’ll soon be dead?

But I’ll answer, just to please you!”

 

“Crocs have a toothier grin,

So, I will chew you well,

But sometimes, Sir, you don’t need

To sweat such small details!”   😊

AS LOVELY AS A TREE

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AS LOVELY AS A TREE

The poet, Kilmer, was wrong,

It’s clear to see,

A poem about you

Would be as lovely as a tree,

 

Tis true, you may not have

“Nests of robins in your hair,”

But your beauty could stop a clock

If you walked through Times Square,

 

And you’re not just wood, what’s more,

Kindness and beauty permeate your core,

While poems may be “made by fools like me,”

A poem about you is as lovely as a tree!   😊

 

FRIENDS

Friends

FRIENDS

Some are friends, for now,

But then, later,

They drop you just like

You’re a hot potato,

 

They don’t care about you,

Your problems or disease,

They live in ivory towers,

Self-absorbed, if you please,

 

Some have shallow souls

And hardened, hollow hearts,

And evil or indifference

Permeate all their parts,

 

So, when you find a true friend,

Treasure them, above gold,

Only they will stick by you,

Until you’re gray and old!

LIFE’S TRUTHS!

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LIFE’S TRUTHS!

I lay, deep down

In dark despair,

Life had grabbed me

And tossed me there,

 

But then, your smile

Filled me with glee,

Perhaps life wants me

To be happy!

 

But then, life is cruel,

Don’t you see,

Your smile was for one

Next to me!

 

But then, I realized,

Forsooth!

Happiness lies within,

That’s the truth!   😊

STUPID IN THE MIRROR!

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STUPID IN THE MIRROR!

You are stinkin’ stupid!

You give dumb a bad name,

It’s not your education,

With ten degrees, you’d be the same,

 

If you were a pillow,

In a pillow fight,

You were beaten senseless,

And your feathers—they took flight,

 

You are like a pinata,

Beaten with a stick,

Or a broken clock

Which has lost its tick,

 

I know I sound so harsh,

And now it’s getting clearer,

The one I see, who’s dumb, is me,

I’m looking in the mirror!   😊