I need to wash the dogs
I need to plant the squash
I need to find a costume
I need to do the wash
I need to visit the grocery
I need to feed the chicks
I need to put a bra on
And get out of the sticks
I need to do the dishes
I need to take a walk.
I need to check the dewberries
They're ripening on their stalk
I need to do a million things
And yet, right here I sit
Making silly rhymes
That don't add up to shit.
I have rhyme disease today. I left a comment on XBox's blog and it was all in rhyme and then I settled down to make my daily tracks in the sand and it, too, came out in rhyme. Lousy, third-grade, tenth-rate rhyme.
Well, what can I say? Some days the muse delivers profound musings on the mysteries of the universe and some days all she's got for me is a crappy rhyming list of stuff I need to do.
Some days you I see ethereal light shining through the trees and some days a sprig of the bolted mustard blossom in a blue vase is all I've got.
Some days I'm infected with the fever of inspiration and some days....
Just a little case of the rhyme disease.
Better rhyme than lyme! hee hee.
ReplyDeleteI love the new pic... What exactly is it? And I have to tell you, you have a eye for nature photography. I love the shots of the plants, trees, yard, chicks, etc etc...
Ms. Fleur- I thought of you with the rhyme disease. I did.
ReplyDeleteThat is a picture of the mustard blossom. That's what the mustard greens do when they bolt- they flower.
My eldest would adore you. He *loves* to rhyme.
ReplyDeleteI love those purple flowers. Those are mustard blossoms? Wow.
ReplyDeleteAunt Becky- Yes. Children love rhyming.
ReplyDeleteNicol- The yellow flowers on the post are mustard. The purple ones are wisteria. Sorry for the confusion.
I feel you.
ReplyDeleteIt's that sort
of day here:
no import.
I have to go to my job.
ReplyDeleteEven though I feel like a blob.
I am totally broke.
Won’t you please poke,
That stick in my eye.
Then maybe I,
Can stay home from work,
Like a lazy jerk.
those silly third grade poems are the only kind i write...! (remember my ode to phoebe?) and personally, i think yours and mine are absolutely fantastic!
ReplyDeleteAnd your new picture is stunning!
You need to write a poem,
ReplyDeleteYou need to drink a beer
You might even do some mowin'
Or shed a little tear.
Sometimes it's nice to spend some time
Just sitting on your ass
and watching mustard blossom
while your chicks peck in the grass.
I have to go do work now
but I'd rather sit and rhyme
It may be tenth grade/third rate
more fun... way to... pass the time...
Ah, crap.
Okay. Obviously we all love to rhyme. This is great!
ReplyDelete"No more rhymes now. I mean it!"
ReplyDelete"Anybody want a peanut?"
My eye is drawn to the wee fence, that is only whitewashed on the front.
ReplyDeletePerfectly imperfect.
Lady Lemon- You're funny.
ReplyDeleteXBox- Actually the fence is painted on both sides. It's just worn off the top.
Lady L,
ReplyDeleteYou are a Princess Bride fan too! That was always one of my favorite parts!
I never realized there was so much variety in chicken feather coloring. I guess I'm used to seeing pictures of all the huge chicken (indoor) plants up here, where they all seem to be the same color.
ReplyDeleteThis leads me to wonder what color my green dyed chick would have been if it hadn't gone to chick heaven about 50 years ago. Was it really dead when my parents said it had gone to live on a farm? Or did they just want to get rid of it? Would it have been a colorful chicken like one of yours, or would it have been one of those white mass produced ones? 50 years later, my questions remained unanswered and I still can't move on.
Well, MOB, perhaps you need to get a chicken. It would provide companionship, eggs, and a chance to work through this life-long trauma.
ReplyDelete(I can't believe I give away this brilliance for free!)
Damn, no wonder we women are tired, the proof is in the poem... lol
ReplyDeleteLove the new header!
I'll take your rhymes ANY day!
ReplyDeletePF- It is totally one of my favorites of all time.
ReplyDeleteHA! I love the bolted mustard! I mean, not really. No one wants their greens to bolt before their time but if it's their time to flower, it's their time. The blooms are really pretty in a vase. When it inevitably gets too hot for my lettuces and spinach, I'll just snap them off and put them in some water!
ReplyDeleteTiffany- That's probably the best picture I ever took.
ReplyDeleteWho knew what upside down wisteria looked like?
AJ- You're so sweet.
Lady Lemon and PF- I totally did not remember that part of the movie. Who said it? When?
Ms. Trouble- Yes! Growing greens for food and decoration. It's a beautiful thing.
lol!
ReplyDeleteMs Moon,
ReplyDeleteIt happens when Vizzini, Inigo and the giant have captured the princess and are fleeing. It is a cutesy little pass time/bonding thing between Inigo and the giant. Vizzini gets pissed and says: "No more rhymes, and I mean it!" Silence. Then the giant says the part about "Anybody want a peanut?"
They don't talk very loudly. I missed it the first 100 times I saw it That's why I have to see the good ones at least 101 times.