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KINDNESS MYSTIC POET

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โ€œTHE STORY OF AGES!โ€ a.k.a.: โ€œAnother Day At โ€˜The Races!!โ€™โ€œ Saturday: February 17, 2018!

I was done with my work day – and arrived after โ€œsix!โ€

And my wife! She was there – and we kissed! I was โ€œfixed!โ€

โ€˜Cause I got me a hug – and her kisses? DIVINE!

I relaxed in โ€œmy chair,โ€ and I sipped on some wine.

And dinner was cooking, as I lit up my pipe,

And smoke then encircled the room. What a โ€œtype,โ€

Of American culture! Itโ€™s our-โ€œfamily:โ€

The doggies and kitties, they gathered โ€˜round me!

And said: โ€œHow ya doinโ€™?โ€

And they licked me purr-ty,

Especially our calico – her name is Bertie!

So, relaxing, I heard โ€œHoneyโ€™sโ€ voice; itโ€™s so fine,

โ€œHow was the day, Texas (Cow)boy?โ€

Then, weโ€™ll dine.

โ€œWell, you know, it was great! The carโ€™s knockinโ€™ a bit!

I saw our friend Brian – heโ€™s really โ€˜a wit!โ€™

Vance needed โ€˜tending,โ€™ so I gave him a ride!

And poor Ellenโ€™s sinuses! Well, Iโ€™m sure sheโ€™ll abide!

I went to the market; got coffee and fruit,

With lunch at โ€˜St. Anneโ€™s,โ€™ a fund-raiser, โ€˜to boot!โ€™

โ€œOh! More-mundane-things, Dear; come, come, let us eat!

So-youโ€™ve-been-running-around! Later on, soak your feet!!โ€

But I smiled a bit, as we prayed at the table:

โ€œMundane?!โ€ I thought; what a silly olโ€™ label!

Because, behind scenes, is a tale untold,

In our lives, in our lives, which are worth more than gold,

So, what REALLY happened? Well, let me just say:

And, then, you all tell me – about my dull day!

(1) When I stepped out the door, and

The Son Hit My Face!

And angels and demons, both did embrace;

(2) I was carried to Hell – where Brian and Vance,

Were chained and imprisoned; so, I taught them to dance!

(3) And poor Ellenโ€™s nose – had-been attacked by a fairy,

An evil old gal – who was NOT very merry;

So I bargained with her, with my coffee and berries,

To let Ellen live – an high price breathing carries;

(4) I left Hadesโ€™ smoke, to seek out St. Anne,

Who was dining on nectar – and she had a plan:

To raise 7 BILLION!

Dollars, my friend,

So we could feed millions and help the world mend!

(5) And each person today that I saw on โ€œthe street,โ€

Was an angel disguised! With much love did we meet!

(6) And, when I returned to our little old home,

Iโ€™d been gone for millennia,

And YOU ARE A GNOME!

(7) And I AM a sprite, whose name is Ben-J,

And our pets? They are guardians! And they all shout: โ€œHooray!โ€

โ€˜Cause, when I arrive, they know Iโ€™ve gone long,

And-at-the-end-of-the-day, well, this is my song:

(8) I LOVE YOU, MY DARLING! MY ANGEL AND WIFE,

YOU ARE THE CENTER, OF MY โ€œMUNDANEโ€ LIFE,

AND โ€œBORINGโ€-IS-PERSPECTIVE THAT SLUMBERS WITH TIME,

AND

โ€œTHE STORY OF AGES,โ€

IS THE NAME OF OUR RHYME!

fin. <3

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