black ties, meet black and blue toes

bubbles bubbles with laughter

the scourge upon the multiverse
(the black tie scum)
would have you believe that this is all in jest
that our bubbles has no serious quest
save a bottle in the tenebrous night
(and aspirin in the morning)

with every crucial microsecond
the black ties close their iron grip
upon our asphyxiated throats
weighting their pockets with our tears
our sweat, our blood, our deepest fears
as we think them pretend

think raving lunatics have made more sense?
(wannabe poets never sounded so dense)
but while you're sleeping soundly tonight
bubbles will infiltrate the racketship
and report to whethers whether
we've any chance at all

is all lost?
with agent bubbles on the case
it seems decidedly so
(who in the world ever thought it wise to leave
such matters of grave importance
to her and her big toe?)

bubbles bubbles with laughter
enters the sensory warp
and experiences molecular bliss
(well, at least this job has its perks)

Poetry by Commentally Ill
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Written on 2013-04-12 at 00:34

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
No black ties required , empty tears in to the bumbling brook , let laughter be let loose , to engulf one and all.
Ken ( D Williams )

Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
There's your trophy c.i. Bubbles just told me
she arranged the entire thing.

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Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
I just read this entire magnus
Backwards reflecting on a mirror
Whilst juggling cosmic fate
From toe to toe
Footsies Tootsie.

Finally, The Chronicles of Creepy Cash Cosmos come to light!!:-)
Fine vision you have well connected to spry digits, weilding a precisely nibulous plume!
I enjoyed this more than baked custard.
Merci! Merci! Merci! ☮

StillHoppin The PoetBay support member heart!
Your poem is oh-so-bubbly!
2013-04-12 Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
LOL I'm dying here! Your humor and imaginative creativity are absolute gems. And the cat's looking at me strange now :)


LOL. Those rotten black ties don't stand a chance.

I like your style, somewhere between Shakespeare (double, double, toil and trouble, and all that) and Tom Robbins (even cowgirls get the blues, which is true, btw.)

Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
When the cauldrons fill with by bubbles
And glowing spheres blot out the skies
Ill wonders whethers seeing doubles
Pourtending troubles for Black Ties*

Commentally Ill
i'm not sure who wrote that, someone keeps hacking me. :p

and don't blow my cover, or i'll have to self-destruct (again).


Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
I say Watson interesting the direction Bubbles appear to take
(adjusts his notes.) On another note ' My word, who writes there!'