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23-04-2017, 02:22 PM
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more self-indulgent 'stuff'Thinking I'd not pass the age of fifty
I look at my life and contemplate the waste
Endlessly searching for the reason of my inadequacy
Relationships gone but not forgotten
Pathetic responses of one who may have been a success
In the way of this world is all that I managed
To many I must be seen a failure
Though in recent years with demeanour altered
I have broken away from the bindings which held me
The future remains an anomaly
But the anguish of decades enriches our being
As we continue absorbing, becoming wiser
23-04-2017, 02:43 PM
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Originally Posted by Rachel
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more self-indulgent 'stuff'Thinking I'd not pass the age of fifty
I look at my life and contemplate the waste
Endlessly searching for the reason of my inadequacy
Relationships gone but not forgotten
Pathetic responses of one who may have been a success
In the way of this world is all that I managed
To many I must be seen a failure
Though in recent years with demeanour altered
I have broken away from the bindings which held me
The future remains an anomaly
But the anguish of decades enriches our being
As we continue to absorb, becoming wiser
.I for one find it excellent
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23-04-2017, 02:47 PM
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Originally Posted by MKJ
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Superb. You have progressed and left me behind. No more primitive, childish rhyming couplets for you it seems. You have blossomed to uncover a new skill .I for one find it excellent
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still messing with last line
23-04-2017, 07:55 PM
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Distant Memories of Psychobabble at Work:'Twas midday and the monthly meet
Did drone and mumble in the room.
All speaky were the minion-men
Uriah Heepish in the gloom.
"Beware the jargon talk, my son!
The mimsy phrases meaning naught!
Across the piece and verticals,
And shunning simple English taught!"
He took his slides and stood up tall,
Long time the borrowed weasel word
So plagiarised from Brainyland
Were gathered thickly and inferred.
And, as the corporate not-really-words
Came a-waffling from his lungs,
Plain Speaking policeforce bursted in,
Arresting all who spoke in tongues.
'Twas midday, and the monthly meet
All suddenly became bright clear -
With simple phrases, quick, concise -
Some saner world? Long time, I fear.
‘Twas midday and the monthly meet
Did drone and mumble in the room;
All speaky were the minion-men,
Uriah Heepish in the gloom.
“Beware the jargon talk, my son”
The mimsy phrases meaning naught!
Across the piece and verticals.
And shunning simple English taught!”
He took his slides and stood up tall,
Long time the borrowed weasel-word
So plagiarised from Brainyland
Were gathered thickly and inferred.
And as the corporate not-really0words
Came a-waffling from his lungs,
Plain Speaking policeforce bursted in,
Arresting all who spoke in tongues.
‘Twas midday, and the monthly meet
All suddenly became bright clear –
With easy phrases, quick, concise –
Some saner world? Long time, I fear…
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