DAY 4. NaPoWriMo ... A Silly Quartet

Jaundiced Outlook

She sips wine from crystal goblets

Nibbles morsels of white crustacean

Smiles into the low timbre of his voice

As soft music plays

in the candled-light
She silently calculates 
cost in 
after hours 

accounting 


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A Series of Unlikely Explanations

by the boy who never grew up  

That chocolate you see on my lip

Was but a medicinal slip

As I waited for broccoli

Planned on eating so healthily

Fell- grabbing a bar to cushion my hip

years later.....

That woman you see under my hip

Was but a most unfortunate slip

As I waited right here

For you to come home my dear

This frost-bitten lady slid in just for a quick nip 

and even years later still.... 

I did not shift the atmosphere there

Rather I slunk a skunk in on a dare

We were but a funnin

And now here you come gunnin

Blaming me for this malodorous air 

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Frank Exchange of Views

In a bun lightly toasted he lied

kraut gentled atop onions deep fried

stretched out to the end

as lifted he rounded the bend

called it a day at the gaping mouth of a friend

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Frank Exchange of Views

In a bun lightly toasted he lied

Kraut gentled atop onions deep fried

Stretched out to the end

As lifted he rounded the bend

Called it a day at the gaping mouth of a friend