A Poem: 2012 And Beyond
By the stream and beside only himself.
Stumbling On.....
Christmas came before this year
filled with its joy, and cheer.
It took no Grinch, nor sense of fear,
to make it all disappear.
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Now rest ye merry gentleman,
let nothing you dismay, for taxes,
debt, and rumoured wars,
are threats enough that stay.
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No lack of challenges this year,
we've had them all before 'tis true.
No difference, Bud still makes that beer
For him, and her, and you.
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Elections come, and elections go,
though politicians seem to stay.
The wife out shopping to and fro,
takes care of all the pay.
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The team you wanted didn't make the bowl,
Those TV programs new,
have left their scars upon your soul;
subconsciously they stew.
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Suppose we take a moment's thought
of what we ought to do;
resign the job, shed all she bought,
on credit cards one and two.
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Head for the hills and hide out so
no mail can forward there.
The beard will grow, hair change to snow,
take food and more to spare.
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Next spring will come while you're a bum,
The wife will have gone mad.
The house foreclosed for no small sum.
The children call you "cad."
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From all that's past, you're free at last,
no matter what the mess.
Spring winds and rains can't change your caste,
just beware the I. R. S.
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A bum you're glad to be.
life's troubles are things of yore.
The cabin leaks beside the tree.
The stove smokes as before.
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The grub's run low, but now no snow,
You're feeling fancy free.
No nearby town to which to go,
No expression for your glee.
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And one thing worse: God sent the hearse,
you know that verse by heart,.
No one to cheer, no friendly ear.
No eulogy... just depart.
© 2011 Demas W. Jasper All rights reserved.
