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Array ( [sid] => 120444 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Mysterious Humorous Antics [time] => 2006-05-20 18:45:54 [hometext] => They say the seeds of what we will do are in all of us, but it always seemed to me that in those who make jokes in life the seeds are covered with better soil and with a higher grade of manure. ~Ernest Hemingway [bodytext] => ~*~ ... ~*~

I awakened to the dreary foreboding and whistling of the wind;
As sighing intervals portrayed “don’t go to work at Denny’s tonight
‘Twill surely be their humour antics that will kill thee out right;
New Zealand’s Harold will cover it all and those here will exclaim:
“Ah yes, I remember her quite well~, ah~, what was her name…?”


Maybe it’s enough to stay in bed, indeed, and introspectively wonder:
“What if it should be…?”
I knew of Caron with her charming bold wit~,
And Margaret, too, who sneaks up on you~,
And of course, Miss Franks~ whose always there~,
But what evidence could be proved~ to anyone, anywhere?


They all hide~, until in the break room they sit.
I thought I’d die~, yesterday, and still their antidotes wouldn’t quite!
Yet I survived, but drollery stricken scheme might lay in-store tonight?!
This is not the normal Denny’s, as anyone from America would say~.
Why shouldn’t I listen ‘creatively‘ to the wind; and stay at home today? [comments] => 5 [counter] => 235 [topic] => 7 [informant] => Lilly-Quill [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
Mysterious Humorous Antics

Contributed by Lilly-Quill on Saturday, 20th May 2006 @ 06:45:54 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



~*~ ... ~*~

I awakened to the dreary foreboding and whistling of the wind;
As sighing intervals portrayed “don’t go to work at Denny’s tonight
‘Twill surely be their humour antics that will kill thee out right;
New Zealand’s Harold will cover it all and those here will exclaim:
“Ah yes, I remember her quite well~, ah~, what was her name…?”


Maybe it’s enough to stay in bed, indeed, and introspectively wonder:
“What if it should be…?”
I knew of Caron with her charming bold wit~,
And Margaret, too, who sneaks up on you~,
And of course, Miss Franks~ whose always there~,
But what evidence could be proved~ to anyone, anywhere?


They all hide~, until in the break room they sit.
I thought I’d die~, yesterday, and still their antidotes wouldn’t quite!
Yet I survived, but drollery stricken scheme might lay in-store tonight?!
This is not the normal Denny’s, as anyone from America would say~.
Why shouldn’t I listen ‘creatively‘ to the wind; and stay at home today?




Copyright © Lilly-Quill ... [ 2006-05-20 18:45:54]
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Re: Mysterious Humorous Antics (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 20th May 2006 @ 08:18:34 PM AEST
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"the answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind" LOL Enjoyed yer poem.


Re: Mysterious Humorous Antics (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 20th May 2006 @ 08:21:07 PM AEST
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This put a smile on my face tonight Lil. : ) thanks for that.

A wonderfully cute piece!! lol I relate to that last line, omg
SO muchly! It's perfect!

~Breezy


Re: Mysterious Humorous Antics (User Rating: 1 )
by faiton on Sunday, 21st May 2006 @ 06:38:08 AM AEST
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Reminds me of TS Eliot's "Prufrock" for the 21st century.
Like it.


Re: Mysterious Humorous Antics (User Rating: 1 )
by samwrue on Monday, 22nd May 2006 @ 06:22:08 PM AEST
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haha very nice very nice


Re: Mysterious Humorous Antics (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Wednesday, 24th May 2006 @ 09:10:44 PM AEST
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Milly~

A most enjoyable write from such a witty and clever poetess. I suggest you invest in a pair of ear muffs that way u don't hear the wind, you don't hear the alarm clock u only hear ur quiet little thoughts, lol.
You can always put a smile on my face my dear friend. Thanks so much.
love n hugs from ur fan/friend,
~*suzie Q*~




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