Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Hiding Out
Four Faces by J. Adam
Hiding Out
Faces of four ladies haunt my sad fate.
l lost a bet and now I pay the price.
Indeed, I must ask one for a lunch date.
Lord, I'm paying now for my evil vice.
I bet and lost and now my pal is free
while I choose which fug face to date and kiss.
My friend's nightmare is now applied to me.
I will pucker and pray to God I miss.
Ugly ladies, pimples and pointy snouts
Sniffing me out like evil birds of prey.
Where can I run before they find me out?
I must hide fast before the light of day.
I cannot kiss. I cannot hold down food
If I dine with one of this ugly brood.
Copyright 2008 JO Janoski
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Sonnets never fail to bring a tear to my eye. Oh, wait-- it might be the mace. Ha! Jo, you never fail to entertain... very clever.
ReplyDeleteLOL. One of the funniest poems I've ever read.
ReplyDeleteI agree Jo. This is a riot. Great job! And that picture is priceless!
ReplyDeleteThanks folks, I found those ladies irresistible on a couple different levels--great artwork for art's sake and yet such a good vehicle to poke fun with. lol.
ReplyDeletevery good and where did you get all of the shots of my ex-wife??? Ahhh, your usual great images to go along with images...
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ReplyDeleteWhat a picture, and a wonderful sonnet.
ReplyDeleteHey, one of them looks just like me...
ReplyDeleteEwwwwww