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Array ( [sid] => 25019 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Master Plan [time] => 2003-10-14 10:32:22 [hometext] => Seems like a fair swap [bodytext] => My wife has told me just last week,
To pack a bag and take a sneak,
What'd you mean, I've no respect,
No, I'm certainly not henpecked.

She told me plain, I ain't no younger,
She told me plain, she has no hunger,
On my surface, she's seen a mar,
Then I decided to buy a car.

I love a brand new shiny car,
Whereon that surface, is no mar,
At least it's good thru purchase night,
Until the dawn of morning's light.

It's then the car is found by birds,
who..insist on leaving turds,
Upon the metal shiny clean,
An act we know to be real mean.

A Mercury has been known to be
A car throughout the century,
When polished bright, it's quite a sight
Like Apollo's chariot up in flight.

But now, this love, my shiny car
Is full of dirt and with a mar,
I've lost my love for my Marquis,
You can take old Mercury.

You say it's only one week old,
You never thought it would be sold,
But I've had it. Things that age,
To me, no longer within me rage.

To trade my wife for a new sedan
Is more or less the master plan,
If birds find me in morning light,
It's two to one they'll die of fright
[comments] => 3 [counter] => 141 [topic] => 7 [informant] => norm [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
The Master Plan

Contributed by norm on Tuesday, 14th October 2003 @ 10:32:22 AM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



My wife has told me just last week,
To pack a bag and take a sneak,
What'd you mean, I've no respect,
No, I'm certainly not henpecked.

She told me plain, I ain't no younger,
She told me plain, she has no hunger,
On my surface, she's seen a mar,
Then I decided to buy a car.

I love a brand new shiny car,
Whereon that surface, is no mar,
At least it's good thru purchase night,
Until the dawn of morning's light.

It's then the car is found by birds,
who..insist on leaving turds,
Upon the metal shiny clean,
An act we know to be real mean.

A Mercury has been known to be
A car throughout the century,
When polished bright, it's quite a sight
Like Apollo's chariot up in flight.

But now, this love, my shiny car
Is full of dirt and with a mar,
I've lost my love for my Marquis,
You can take old Mercury.

You say it's only one week old,
You never thought it would be sold,
But I've had it. Things that age,
To me, no longer within me rage.

To trade my wife for a new sedan
Is more or less the master plan,
If birds find me in morning light,
It's two to one they'll die of fright




Copyright © norm ... [ 2003-10-14 10:32:22]
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Re: The Master Plan (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Tuesday, 14th October 2003 @ 10:55:01 AM AEST
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ok
Shari


Re: The Master Plan (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Tuesday, 14th October 2003 @ 03:13:32 PM AEST
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Dear Norm,
What a fabulous poem!
How do you think as you sit around
To come up with such a "new found"
This one is simply Hilarious!
With a capitol "H"
Sell the car, but keep the wife...
don't be delirious!
lovingcritters
ConSue


Re: The Master Plan (User Rating: 1 )
by LovingWhispers on Wednesday, 15th October 2003 @ 05:32:50 AM AEST
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"It's then the car is found by birds,
who..insist on leaving turds,"
LOL!! I like this one :)




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