“IF LIFE IS TOO TOUGH, FOR GOSH SAKE[S], GIVE UP!”* a poem Aug. 19, 2019 Monday!
Y’-know, Honey, life is just pretty dang rough!
Whether you’re in a cruise ship or not, it’s still mighty tough!
Even if you’re married to the kindest girl or the nicest guy,
It’s STILL no “cake walk!” This here’s WHY: (a very long, long pause here! Thanks!)
“I DON’T KNOW!” There! I-said-it; I-said-THE-WORDS;
THIS LIFE! It’s just – it’s JUST: “for the birds!”
Because birds will sing sweetly EVERY DAY;
OF COURSE! We-don’t-know-how-many(birds)are
IT COULD BE THAT ONLY 30% OF THE BIRDS CHIRP MERRILY EVERY DAY,
And the others hide in the trees, “flipping us the bird,” and,
If we-could, we’d-hear-them say:
“LIFE IS TOUGH! Life sucks! My feathers hurt,
And – to the dry cleaners last week, I took my shirt,
And they over-starched it! at: Stupid Sparrow Cleaner!!!!
So, it’s-uncomfortable-to-wear today, so-I’m NOT-even going out, and I haven’t eaten much today (except chocolate!) and my partner Robin is getting meaner!”**
Life is simply TOO TOUGH, too tough for US ALL,
Except for GOD!? who has “a plan,” giving-Her/Him “Unlimited Call!”
It’s a standard, Divinely Optional app. on [His/Her] tele-pho[o]ne,
And [S]he’s always in a good mood, being as [S]he lives on-The-Moon,
And so [S]he has no one to really bother Her/Him, as [S]he sings:
“JESUS-IS-JUST ALL-RIGHT WITH ME!”
And – Therefore, NO ONE CARES – IF [S]HE’S (really) “OUT-OF-KEY!”
* – or wait until Tuesday!
** – Most birds only talk in what we would call “run-on sentences” because they are “bird brains” and simply chatter on and on, never giving anyone pause so that they could interject “a word in edgewise,” so as to clarify and ask a question or anything like that, and it makes me just so mad to have to interpret those angry birds that live outside The Little House, demanding food and attention all day long, and they even wake me up in the morning sometimes!