Deja mew…. the cat’s upset already
Deja new…. a logical impossibility
Deja you….I met you before
Deja true… an axiom
Deja due……..your payment is late
Deja slew… he was dead before I shot him, sir.
Deja new…second hand
Deja blue….. inborn sadness
Deja vile….original sin
Deja bile————-I had indigestion earlier
Deja smile……I won’t laugh again
Deja flew……I love you no more/I have gone
Deja dew—————-will it drop off?
Deja who…..I know you but not your name
Deja new………old
Deja phew….. that was hard
Day: October 9, 2020
Never aid a fool
As hidebound as a leather chair-
As thoughtless as a broom;
He is more stuck than is despair
Which hovers round his room
Hurt by bullies in his school.
He made protective rules.
Never go out with a girl
Never aid a fool.
Never vote in case you err
Never wear red socks.
Be angry that life’s so unfair
Live inside a box.
Always say your prayers at night#
Never read in bed
And never ever think about
What you might do instead.
His menu was so regular,
From change he gained no pleasure
He cut his meat up with an axe
To make it hard to measure.
He counted every step he took
And every time he wheezed.
He wrote it in his diary
And this act made him sneeze.
He was allergic to the air;
Allergic to the sun;
At least the tickle in his throat,
Made him laugh in fun.
He had a job with a big bank
He always wore a suit
Till one day his colleague said
That only plants had roots.
The implication seemed to be
He was in stasis glued.
He always wore the same old clothes
And ate the same old food.
Could he help himself and how?
Could he be softer skinned?
He dreamed he climbed up a great cliff
Despite the gale and wind.
And so he left the bank and moved
To work in a coal mine.
He crawled along the tunnels black
And measured them with twine
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Have you seen this cat?
Famous last words
I may die but at least anaphylaxis gives me that bee stung lip look{!}
I never knew how to spell it but I got it anyway
Luckily it was mild but I’m not going bee hunting ever again
A bee need not be that insect, it might be penicillin
I’ll go wherever Leonard Cohen went
Anaphylaxis and other geometries
https://youtu.be/_bCPl-e9rag
Where are you,dear? the husband cried in vain
Anaphylaxis is not a maiden’s name
Files don’t carry axes nor are axes filed
I’ve had just one attack but it was quite mild
The risks of drugs, the cure that kills or maims
The cursed allergy, its deathly fame
The perils of the life of solitude
As Baez sings and Dylan’s voice intrudes
The fear that whispers through the widow’s ear
Never shall another lover disappear
The paradox of double negative
The logic of the heart,Pascal will give
The heavy doze, the silent home and place
Noone sees the tears, the shame, the face