Poet goes off track.
I’ve tried it once & I’ve tried it twice.
The camels have ‘hump day’. Is that nice?
Being hit can leave you black and blue.
I’m not drinking gas. I ain’t no fool.
If I could sing, people would gather around.
Have you ever heard of an ugly clown?
Mickey Mouse was once a rat.
How the heck does he do that?
I have a car that runs like a sewer.
It gurgles and burps. I wish it was newer.
It is cold. My lips are blue.
One flew over the cookoo’s nest too.
Video games are full of violence and hate.
At least they aren’t playing Crazy Eights.
The power went off, then came back on.
I had a poem done, but now it’s gone.
I’ve gone off track. I am now on tilt.
I sure hope my flowers don’t wilt.
Everything is spinning around inside.
I couldn’t produce a poem if I tried.
ahhh,—- love and affection.
Do you see a human connection?
I am leaving it up to you.
I think I’m coming down with the flu.
Forget this poem writing, it’s late.
This doesn’t look good for my fate.———–R. W. Johnson—–(2014)