Monday, February 27, 2012

transparency through rhyming

OFF TO TARGET

target is the place to go
for mascara, toys for cat
uninterrupted hours with khaki/reds
makes my heart go pitter pat

i have a little problem that
i feel that i can bare
it's personal and intimate
still, i've decided i will share

coughing, head ache, and fatigued
for a week i've been sick
a new symptom reared it's ugly head
came down quickly like a brick

laying down for a spell with alien
yesterday afternoon
i felt a fart bubbling up, no biggie
i'm ill, he'll swoon

so as usual i let it fly, without
a worry in the world
but wait! no no, it wasn't right
the mess that had unfurled.

it's unfair and embarrassing
how diarrhea sneak attacks
ill prepared, three pair of undies
are now in plastic sacks

it's times like these that make me spend
so little on underwear
fruit of the loom cotton 6-pack
fuels alien's and my love affair

well, i take that back, now i do remember
once at the very start
being gifted a sporty bra and boy short
that were his favorite part

i still refuse to spend big money
on fancy-dancy skivvies
maybe target has sexy boy shorts
but i make no guarantees

at any rate, diarrhea sucks
but i'm feeling much less sour
been clench-free with no surprises now
for better part of an hour



do some rhyming to boost my spirits















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