Rehursing, revamping, recalling being mean,
yet whats the real conversation mean?
Reading, reviewing, recanting and write,
why recite your inner meme right?
Talking teaches touches and lamenting leads to lunch,
Bringing bitters to the beach might bring back a borrowed bunch.
A bunch of banter and bunch of grunts,
a bunch of retrotic about how well went us.
Saying sayings says simple Simon says.
But reading reading right is like rain inside our heads.
Telling tails to Timmy
teaches Timmy to trick like Gus.
And Flooding facts to Fanny May,
like that might bring her back from the dust.
And esotericising etrics wont bring a Hollywood format.
Its theatre folks, strong and bold,
Its shock and awe, as I’ve been told.
Change the pattern, change the lot,
change is the only pattern I’ve got.
For better or worse,
for richer or poorer,
Lets own up,
to this frivilous disorder.
Drawing parallels cannot be done,
circles, squares, pyramids are some.
So close enough isnt what they say,
Its just kicking the can for another day.
A lymeric or tyrade,
retort or persuade.
Story, Rhyme, poem or song,
whatever the science and many of its wrong.
Allogory, example, illusory, advice,
None of the notices only work twice.
Logic reason advice from abroad,
don’t ask me, it was something she had hoard.
Comedy drama Eulogy speech,
But what do we call it when everythings peach?
They ratted, and tatted and busted out thorn,
Cursing and cussing till silence was born.
Now we can hear them as they counter their alms,
compaining of squaller and bringing out arms.
Bickering, pestering, provoking a lot,
arguing, conspiring, subjugating a plot.
Peeking and poking,
the lay the land.
Bring home the point,
were not paying for a band.
Clever, strategic, Politically astute,
The only thing missing is the sound of a flute.
Kind and thoughtful, prove it I say,
who’s been getting asked
now-a-days
anyway?