When They Pop Do You Stop?
So you just never know when an idea will show. It could come here or there or could come when changing your underwear. Hey, ideas don't judge even if you have a umm smudge. Good visual there? Okay, on with it at my lair.
When they pop,
Do you stop?
Do you plop,
Or does it flop?
The idea may show,
High or low.
While on a roof,
Or rolling like a goof.
Do you stop,
When it goes plop?
Add it to the crop,
Or let it flop?
The idea may come,
When groping a bum.
Maybe while cleaning the litter,
Or screwing with the babysitter?
The idea would judge.
Divorce court you may trudge,
Or maybe to jail.
Could be in need of bail.
Do you stop,
When it goes plop?
Even if there is a cop,
Beating you with a mop?
The idea may show,
In a nice fancy bow.
Or it could show,
And bring hell from below.
Do you toss it,
If it is hard shit?
Do you ride it out,
Slippery like a trout?
Or do you let it go.
I know, I know.
Stupid damn song.
Now let it go is strong.
Do you stop,
When it goes plop?
Or do you carry on,
Hoping a new one will dawn?
Ideas can hit wherever and they can be clever. But do you stop and write them down? May try to remember them as you drive across town? Hopefully you leave the babysitter be. But hey, ideas don't judge what they see. Now the cat will pass some gas and get another idea for a post for my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
When they pop,
Do you stop?
Do you plop,
Or does it flop?
The idea may show,
High or low.
While on a roof,
Or rolling like a goof.
Do you stop,
When it goes plop?
Add it to the crop,
Or let it flop?
The idea may come,
When groping a bum.
Maybe while cleaning the litter,
Or screwing with the babysitter?
The idea would judge.
Divorce court you may trudge,
Or maybe to jail.
Could be in need of bail.
Do you stop,
When it goes plop?
Even if there is a cop,
Beating you with a mop?
The idea may show,
In a nice fancy bow.
Or it could show,
And bring hell from below.
Do you toss it,
If it is hard shit?
Do you ride it out,
Slippery like a trout?
Or do you let it go.
I know, I know.
Stupid damn song.
Now let it go is strong.
Do you stop,
When it goes plop?
Or do you carry on,
Hoping a new one will dawn?
Ideas can hit wherever and they can be clever. But do you stop and write them down? May try to remember them as you drive across town? Hopefully you leave the babysitter be. But hey, ideas don't judge what they see. Now the cat will pass some gas and get another idea for a post for my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Published on November 08, 2015 03:00
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