"If you have poo, fling it here"!
In the words of Blue Dev
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Peter, I'm hoping you will forgive me and won't mind me using your quoted words. I'm taking a bit of liberty with your title because it was so apt to what I'm writing.
Writing helps me to express myself, and I find that when I create a poem, it's so explicit in what I want to say. It's been one of those days, and all I could do was come home, take a very cold shower (yes cold), sink into bed, ate (unfortunately I indulged) (hey food helped me to feel better) and write.
"If You Have Poo Fling it Here"!
There are days when life is like a cesspool
of dung in all it's glory
See me sitting there
minding my own business
suddenly shit hits the fan
I cannot duck, I cannot hide
It plasters me in its clothing
Covered inch by inch
I cannot breathe
I cannot see
This shit that's gotta hold of me
won't set me free
I wade through the muck that is
I stumble
unable to balance the stinking pile
it all seems to be mine
"Noooooooooo!" I scream
"Noooooooooo!" I shout
It tries to go into my mouth
I quickly close my lips
I am still
Enough!
Enough!
Stand still and let it be
Sometimes you cannot, but
stand still and let it be
Let go, let it rain
it's shit's parade
See me in its midst
"If you have poo fling it here"
tis matters not
I'm having a shitty day
go ahead
one more won't hurt
what does it matter?
See me, fling poo
It's got my name all over it!
Writing helps me to express myself, and I find that when I create a poem, it's so explicit in what I want to say. It's been one of those days, and all I could do was come home, take a very cold shower (yes cold), sink into bed, ate (unfortunately I indulged) (hey food helped me to feel better) and write.
"If You Have Poo Fling it Here"!
There are days when life is like a cesspool
of dung in all it's glory
See me sitting there
minding my own business
suddenly shit hits the fan
I cannot duck, I cannot hide
It plasters me in its clothing
Covered inch by inch
I cannot breathe
I cannot see
This shit that's gotta hold of me
won't set me free
I wade through the muck that is
I stumble
unable to balance the stinking pile
it all seems to be mine
"Noooooooooo!" I scream
"Noooooooooo!" I shout
It tries to go into my mouth
I quickly close my lips
I am still
Enough!
Enough!
Stand still and let it be
Sometimes you cannot, but
stand still and let it be
Let go, let it rain
it's shit's parade
See me in its midst
"If you have poo fling it here"
tis matters not
I'm having a shitty day
go ahead
one more won't hurt
what does it matter?
See me, fling poo
It's got my name all over it!
! ROFL!!! I know, it was the most suitable thing I could think of!
