Be special, in your
own little ways and
by nobody’s rules but
your own.
Because to be special
is something that
doesn’t need to be
said, but can only
be shown.
Be special, in your
own little ways and
by nobody’s rules but
your own.
Because to be special
is something that
doesn’t need to be
said, but can only
be shown.
When the nose is
Full, it is not
An issue, take
Someone else’s
Finger instead
Of a tissue
I’m trapped
My feet are stuck
They need to be freed
I am lazy
To use my hands?
No need
I’m practical
Shoes are taken off
With my feet
If to be hit on is like fishing
And your money is the bait
Then your lack of personality is the hook
That I am trying to evade
The concept of paternity leave
Should be more fruity
Perhaps it should be called
Mango
The apple was returned to its core
Due to your need to eat
But the apple’s revenge
Will forever remain between your teeth
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I always love that moment
That sweet moment when I
Realize that the traffic light
Has changed its color for my
Tardiness in life
Seems to come ever so swift
It almost seems
That the green light’s a gift
But that does not mean
That the red light is good
Oh don’t even think
That it has a mood
Because after all
A traffic light is not alive
This is absolutely not
A metaphore for my wife
As I dry my hands
With the pages of books
I get my knowledge
From paper towels
As you cut your nails
There is one piece left behind
That tiny piece of nail
That you just cannot find
It has been swallowed by your skin
To never be found again
You must now walk
With a pin from within
If you enjoy this one, read ‘On Monday Mornings‘ and ‘On Morning Rituals‘ as well!