The Long and Short of It

Life’s too short

Tooth’s too long

Horses snort

Answer’s wrong

Eyes too bright

Pool’s too deep

Bra’s too tight

He’s too cheap

Sky’s too high

Feet too smelly

Words can lie

Too tight belly

Stream beds trickle

Chewing gum sticks

I’m in a pickle

Up to old tricks.

Lost my keys

This won’t do

Down on my knees

Should get two.

Don’t say pome

Only a verse

Come on home

Could be worse.

1899. John Brown. (USPD.pub.date, artist life/COmmons.wikimedia.org)

About Nan Mykel

At 79, I was just about to stop keeping a journal, but that felt like accepting that growth was finished. I don't want to be finished, yet! I'm 80 now, and struggling to communicate with you, if you'll come and set awhile. P.S. My how time flies! I'm 83 now.
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2 Responses to The Long and Short of It

  1. Suggestions:

    Life’s too short
    Tooth’s too long
    Horses snort
    Answer’s wrong
    Eyes too bright
    Pool’s too deep
    Bra’s too tight
    He’s too cheap
    Sky’s too high
    Feet too smelly
    Words can lie
    Too tight belly
    Stream beds trickle
    Dentyne sticks
    In a pickle
    Same old tricks.
    Lost my keys
    This won’t do
    On my knees
    Should get two.
    Don’t say pome
    Just a verse
    Come on home
    Could be worse.

    Such a fun poem! Thank you!

    Like

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