reply to post by Mirthful Me
Well, golly! You are correct. I guess the SECRET is out! So much for protecting my identity...
Here's a little poem I wrote. Since you guys seem to just want to be entertained:
All is fair, in love and war,
But, I'm sooo tired, can't take much more.
Now, some of you have said, I deserved what I got.
Most would say, I most certainly did not!
All I really wanted was the return of my man's hawg,
That guy, who took it; his head is in a fog,
He has come up, with some SORT kind of a notion,
And, I'm just gonna TAKE IT DRY; PASS on the lotion,
What, he says, (and I guess this is his belief),
Is that the Ol' man, and I, is some kind of a thief,
As far from the truth as THAT GUY could possibly be,
It was HIS own pals that stung him,while HE was in PC!
For some reason, it must be easier to believe,
That the Ol' man and I had his things up our sleeve,
Really, though, don't know what I'd do,
With one more RED TOOL BOX, let alone TWO!
The Ol' man, was asked, by THE GUYS friends and family,
HE had been jailed; PLEASE give HIS things sanctuary,
HIS dad, he had given the Ol' man, HIS keys,
To all HE owned; truck, house and gate, you see,
My Ol' man sweated and toiled; a week moving HIS stuff,
Meanwhile, I just gave the Ol' man a whole lot of guff,
My man, he was sure he was doing the right thing,
Even though I just kept calling him a ding-a-ling.
Now, this guy's best friend, a real "thorn-ette" in my side,
Starts showin'up,taking HIS things and then,later lied,
So, when HE was freed; just believed what he was told,
Like a good little sheep, in a good little fold.
He had grabbed up his girl, (her name insignificant)
Came from behind; they thought they were magnificent!
While I was sleeping, my little babe along side,
And wearing her helmet, her face she could hide,
Broke my finger, she did. Quickly! First thing!
HE broke my face, using his helmet, made my nose sing!
All the while, they said, how I was the "fall-down"
I'll keep that in mind,..pretty sure they left town.