lame

Hummer


When I get really really tired I like to hum.

Like at the end of a long long day

MMmm,   MMmmm  , Just hum.

To make myself feel happy when there is nothing left to say

I just press my lips together and vibrate my nasal cavity

MMmm,  MMmmm , Long hum

It shows the depths of my depravity

When exhibited with melancholy

MMmm, MMmmm  Ho- hum

Display your lack of energy

Please join in with all sincerity

MMmm, MMmmm, Lovely hum

Hum my ass

I mean bum

MMmm, MMmmm, Sassy hum

To L ? Or not to L !


This A-Z challenge has been fun,  for the most part. Approximately halfway through I am finding though that writing a piece of at least semi-serious ,relevant or, humorous material everyday can be an onerous task made worse by having to mold each thought around an alphabetic mold.  In short the “fun factor” is rapidly waning and if this short paragraph on “L” day that mentions the word LOVE, as in I used to LOVE to write, does not stir my inner flame to new heights, this shall be my final entry within the parameters of said challenge .  Thank you !

Say What ?


Evel Knevel had his way, he made lazy K pay its way. That K likes to hide is no surprise and why is little more . K can cut but little else and even at the end of a word it gives all the work to the letter C. Cause C can Kut and Slide as well Az in clack and scent {where I believe the S layz down and hands the crown to the omnicient (didn’t hardly miss it there! C what I mean) letter C. } Come to think of it,we already have had some suksess haven’t we , so why don’t we just rid ourselves of lazy letters and give the work to characters {Now why is h jumping in with C  here, we know it is a karacter and k just snuck back in acting all cmartacc} wanting werc! C seems young enough [WTF, gh Takin time away ghrom F now} to handle all Ks’ and s’ess work. Cutting out and retiring letters and with adequate temerity and aplomb, Get outta there B, We kan mak rume nder the kcap and tace bac arr langwaj and mak it simpl!  Is that kleer !?

If [risque]


If it was up to me I would plant a tree just for you in a place only you could view its beauty and grace.

If it was up to me I would lasso the moon and wrap it up in cellophane to keep it dry till I could gift it to you and bring you to this space,

If it was up to me bright jewelry I would dangle in front of your face and hang it on your wrists and waist and put you deep in a trance.

If it was up to me you would fall in love with me and the idea of me.Which would suit me fine my little divine ,all I want is to get in your pants.

Aren’t you glad that it is not up to me to decide the world at large with its willful and wanton ways? But if you ask me and decide it is sooth, the sentiment written stays.

Please do not bludgeon the writer. If it was up to him he would have hit “delete” immediately upon writing this. He didn’t, so obviously it wasn’t up to him !

grip


Grip. Get a grip. Build your grip. Buy a new grip. Loosen your grip. Tighten your grip .

If you loosen your grip on your grip you could lose your grip, and the grip on your angst, whereupon someone will be sure to remark , “That guy needs to get a grip on himself.”

Strange word this grip. grip, grip , grip. grip.  After awhile there does not seem to even be a real word there. grip, grip, grip , grip, grip

I have worn mine out now and promise to never get another grip. Promise…….