Flatting Out
You can't stay asleep,
And keep in deep slumber.
Then try to be your best,
At the doing of a rumba.
With a stumbling through,
A shaking of your rump.
To drag it like it's a ton of lumber.
While resting at an oasis crumbled...
Hoping for a camel to mount it on its hump.
You are flatting out.
To flatten,
Like a fizzled pop that's all pooped and flopped.
With one eye shut and ruffled up...
Ready for bed and too tired for stuff.
Yet going through the motions and those motions suck.
You can't stay asleep,
And keep in deep slumber.
Then try to be your best,
At the doing of a rumba.
You are flatting out.
To flatten,
Like a fizzled pop that's all pooped and flopped.
With a stumbling through,
A shaking of your rump.
To drag it like it's a ton of lumber.
While resting at an oasis crumbled...
Hoping for a camel to mount it on its hump.
You are flatting out.
To flatten,
Like a fizzled pop that's all pooped and flopped.
You'd be better off if you just stopped.
Drop it and cop some more...
Zee's!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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