Shaken loose from the dirt
Pulled and bent
Nourishment will come
In the form of haphazard second thoughts
Stunted
But perhaps better off
One can never tell
A giant silver bullet
Rocked to a halt
Wedged between a television
And a dining room table
Thank goodness the grandbaby
And grandma
Were somewhere else
No one has seen the dog
No guarantees
On things of that nature
With northern exposure
And no real friend
Relocated
Flexibility will take on new meaning
Adjustments must be made
Like a benched magnet
These things have no laws
To operate under
Could've been drinking coffee
But instead
Couch cushions would be praised
And if someone finds Candy
The saga will continue
The same could be said for Millionaire
So long as they do their job
Brighten the room
Give it some life
But how long can that go on?
This is no funeral
A loving gesture
Comes with some commitment
And yet
Here is a new friend
Helping me breathe
Cash was awarded
A host of problems to attend to
But things will be new
And made right
The neighbors will live vicariously
Or add it as a route in their directions
And with televisions conveniently placed
Everywhere
This could only end with a follow-up
Back in the studio
The temperature is seventy four
The shades are drawn
Things may have to change
But then again
Maybe that is best left
For that which thrives
In many conditions
Far more extreme
Where accidents
Are naturally disastrous
If Candy comes back
We've got a story
--
9.10.07
Pulled and bent
Nourishment will come
In the form of haphazard second thoughts
Stunted
But perhaps better off
One can never tell
A giant silver bullet
Rocked to a halt
Wedged between a television
And a dining room table
Thank goodness the grandbaby
And grandma
Were somewhere else
No one has seen the dog
No guarantees
On things of that nature
With northern exposure
And no real friend
Relocated
Flexibility will take on new meaning
Adjustments must be made
Like a benched magnet
These things have no laws
To operate under
Could've been drinking coffee
But instead
Couch cushions would be praised
And if someone finds Candy
The saga will continue
The same could be said for Millionaire
So long as they do their job
Brighten the room
Give it some life
But how long can that go on?
This is no funeral
A loving gesture
Comes with some commitment
And yet
Here is a new friend
Helping me breathe
Cash was awarded
A host of problems to attend to
But things will be new
And made right
The neighbors will live vicariously
Or add it as a route in their directions
And with televisions conveniently placed
Everywhere
This could only end with a follow-up
Back in the studio
The temperature is seventy four
The shades are drawn
Things may have to change
But then again
Maybe that is best left
For that which thrives
In many conditions
Far more extreme
Where accidents
Are naturally disastrous
If Candy comes back
We've got a story
--
9.10.07
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