i should be nicer but cant and dont want to :)


Juggling The Jungle

Your clothes are washed and ironed again.
Ok is the reply tossed back.
So its lunch at early twelve is it?
So you do not awake hungry
With the days continuation...
I know...I know
There there ...sleep well.

(then)

I'm so sorry but it seems
I am in a sudden jungle where
I am lost and yet somehow
I have these hands full of balls
I am not scared of losing as I
Juggle my desires to suit just
You.

This is our toodleoo
You know.

Perhaps I should have mentioned
How savage I am
If you don't understand me.







Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-06-01 at 02:25

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normalil
There is nothing like coming home to a kitchen just how you left it, or being in charge of your own remote control...get rid my friend!
Long time no see. Have often thought of you.
2010-06-01


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
I'm with you, Jenks....let him wash and iron for himself...

xxx Stan
2010-06-01


NicholasG
Goodness gracious! The poor bastard never knew what hit him ;-)
xoxNick
2010-06-01