Open Poetry #26 |
Call to Arms |
Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
Alas, I fear, springtime is near, with its arrival, my survival, is put to test, my mortal quest, this world to purge, of evil scourge, my battle plan, fight like a man, I'll wage my fight, both day and night. What's that dear? yes, I'm right here, I won't go far; sneak to the car, golf clubs beckon, it's best I reckon, to avoid defeat, a quick retreat, It is too late, 'cause there's my mate, what can I say, no golf today. Of course, dear Connie, why that sounds bonnie, I'll pitch right in, I lose, you win. She replies with piercing eyes, her voice quite grim, no pouting Tim, You will survive, still be alive, it's not demeaning, it's just spring cleaning. It seems like only yesterday. Times flies so fast when one is having fun. /pip/Forum31/HTML/003316.html [This message has been edited by Tim (05-06-2003 10:55 PM).] |
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skyshine
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
hehe Hope you get to golf soon! And be nice to your wife, lol. Cute poem! ~Elizabeth Waited on a line of greens and blues, just to be the next to be with you.. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Keep enjoying all the circles of life, Tim... whether they be spring cleaning or the dimples on your golf balls... |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
This is very cute....And yes, do be nice!!!! Be patient you'll get to play again soon I hope!!!! Bridgette "Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." Unknown |
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