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HOW TO MAKE IT MORE INTERESTING
I know these poems I write each day are simple, sometimes childlike and light
I make no apologies, for I have no choice, you see that is how I write.
I do not pen these little rhymes so other people will necessarily heed them
But I saw a suggestion the other day on how to make more people read them.
It said to make them more interesting...if more people I want to reach
Then I need to make them about boobs, cocktails, new cars and the beach.
“Well if this is what people are interested in, if this is really what they want.”, I thought.
“Then by golly that’s what I will do...at least I’ll give it my best shot.”:
I was walking along the beach one day when I spied a voluptuous young lady
She was walking her pet rooster which at first, to me, seemed shady.
She was in a two piece bathing suit, (leaving nothing to the imagination)
While the rooster, having trouble walking in the sand, seemed filled with aggravation.
This unlikely pair was taking a leisurely stroll along the sand...when...
Out of the blue, onto the beach, burst a new car...driven by two men.
I couldn’t tell who was driving...suddenly everything turned surreal
As each man was fighting with the other one...jockeying for the wheel.
“Look out!” I screamed, the lady jumped and here’s where things got yucky
The lady escaped the out of control new car, but the rooster wasn’t as lucky.
I rushed to help the lady who was leaning over her rooster shaking her head
I touched her shoulder to comfort her, “Can you believe those two boobs I said?”
“Yes, two enormous boobs that’s what they are and I don’t mean to preach
But someone should inform them you shouldn’t drive new cars on the beach.”
The rooster was annihilated all that remained was that cock’s tail in the sand.
“How about a drink?” I asked helping her up and taking her by the hand.
She smiled then nodded accepting my offer, my God she was a peach
And we walked off leaving in our wake two boobs, a cock tail and a new car on the beach.
So this is what the people want huh...I must admit it seems a little trite.
Tomorrow I think I’ll go back to writing the way I used to write.
