Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Your Cohort

Good news
Purple bruise
It's time for you
To take a cruise
Over the sea
Into the bay
I was there just yesterday
Waiting for your ship to dock
Counting the minutes
Watching the clock
Gliding gleefully into port
The time has come
Mission Impossible; abort
Wishing luck to your cohort
Contract broken; civil tort
Just another day in court
Asking for a quart
Of a million dollars
Slipping away
Like sand dollars
Chasing waves
From the shore
Proceeding and receeding
Like the good times
In our lives
Like the honey
Dripping in bee hives
Wax to seal it
Inside the combs
All insects have different homes
I wonder if elves
Ever date gnomes
I wonder how pigs
Can stand to snort
Life really is way too short

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