Ode: I Had a Moments Thinking Today...

ODE TO THINKING...

I had a moment thinking today, naturally, not clearly,

I'd liked to have shared them, but there was nobody,

So, I chatted with my pets, Giraffe, and Teddy Teddy,

Koala Kate, Lovely Lamb, and Geoff the Goatee,

We chinwagged for ages, all seemed friendly.

 

Then again, they always are, each one a darling ♥

I bet you think I’m barking?

The daily grind then started...

Off to the Porcelain Throne, the moment I farted...

Funny how the Throne sessions, alternated,

It was visited six times, each much painfully evacuated!

 Took a tumble in the shower, the nose exsanguinated...

Getting back up, I was annoyed, the toe was stubbed...

And back to the floor I slowly graduated...

By the time I got back up again, I'd sworn and blubbed!

 

 After which, my hobblings took on a new dimension,

I was fed-up with myself showing an inner aggression,

This only made worse my memory and procrastination,

So I sat down with a mug of tea, on a massive cushion,

Cause hitting the nose so hard, may give me concussion,

Harold's Haemorrhoids, gave off a warm wet sensation,

Then Little Inchies fungal lesion, I got hypertension!

 

Why do these things happen? It's not very complicated...

Doreen Dementia & Neuropathy Pete are so hard hearted!

They are to blame; I dream of them being anniliated...

Sorry, if my words seem a little unsophisticated...

But I think my right ankle may've been abarticulated!

 

 

I began to lose faith, during gesticulation, when...

When Mother said, I don't want it, throw it away...

She was gambling mad, got arrested again and again,

But I bear no malice, never did, and don't today,

But, without a doubt, though this can't be proven...

This why I had the education on par with a caveman,

Although I have remained clean shaven...

 

I've never found a peaceful, loving or safe haven...

Fight ailments, bad luck & depressions I've striven...

But it's not very often good luck is granted or given...

Overall, my contentment level has always been uneven...

I wanted to be a hero, brave & strong; Became a craven!

Financially I struggle, but just about breakeven...

Deaf, cataracts, neuropathy, diabetes, metal-ticker, stroke?

My extremities issued at birth were shriven...

Now they are even more withered...

 Despite being morose, they're things I still yearn...

I missed out on social eticate, I never did learn...

But failure, I found came easily, logic hard to decern...

No idea what'll happen after I go in the urn?

But please for sanity, tell them I don't want to return!

Reincarnation? No! Again I'd just be a kern!

 

Nemo Mortalium Omnibus Horis Sapit