Thursday, October 10, 2019

Celebrating This Special Time Of The Year



The temptation to do a blog story about the Cardinals baseball team getting 10 runs in the first inning, and going on to the NLCS (National League Championship Series) is overwhelming, for a St. Louis born individual, like me.



However, I ain't gonna do dat, because I know it would be boring for a lot of you faithful readers of Bloggadocious 222. 



Instead, I'll share a poem (pome, for you in Goofy Ridge) that I'm writing, off the top of my head (and it's hard to lift my arms that high), that celebrates this special time of the year...



Fall...SPECIAL TIME OF THE YEAR

The brisk, cool wind, surrounds my chin,
And makes me wish I'm bearded,
I'm in a trance, fall makes me dance,
All goofy, wild, and wierded.

The corn is all dried up and dead,
It must be time to pick it,
I drove my pickup through the stalks, 
Why did I get a ticket?

The pumpkins sit on porches still,
With twisted, toothy faces,
With witches, ghosts and vampires,
In all strategic places.

These wicked spirits aren't alive, 
They're fake as news today,
But they will run and GRAB YOU,
Right when you turn away.

The leaves are falling gently,
But I ain't gonna rake 'em,
I'll make a deal with Wizard Wind,
And he will come and take 'em. 

I love the smell of burning leaves,
But it makes my loved one choke,
So all you folks remember that,
C.F. is no joke!


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