“Now, do not take that tone with me.”
She heard those words so many times –
Inflection deepened all her crimes,
The harsh white tones of misery
“Now, do not take that tone with me.”
She heard those words so many times –
Inflection deepened all her crimes,
The harsh white tones of misery
Whether we’ve watered as we should,
A school is not a fallow field;
For either way, it’s sure to yield –
We’ll harvest something – bad or good
You needn’t always
Entertain us:
Just tell the actual truth
The view here is spectacular,
It can’t be overpraised;
The fall is dressed in full array,
And I am quite amazed
I listen to the autumn wind,
To every word it says;
For every sight and sound and scent
Is perfect
As
It is
The day is done, I have to eat.
I guess I’ll have a steak:
Now you might think me lucky rich —
Oh, please. Give me a break.
I have a coupon, know a friend,
And saved a buck or two;
It’s only me at home right now –
What is a bloke to do?
So I decided: steak it is,
Then ate it – as I should.
How was it? Well, I think I’d call it
Very
Very
Good
Sayings about what
Happiness is
Should all, somehow, include her
She showed him how to touch her
She told him when to do it
She wrote him out a primer
Then tested him all through it
He then used all she taught him –
Each lesson, fine and rich –
On someone quite appreciative
Who wasn’t such
A bitch
She works, she worries;
This is her life.
Folks do say she “has it all” —
I liked school in Fall,
And I still do –
It was Winter on that sucked