Check your fluid levels
as they flow into your brain,
emotion's filter needs a clean
to make it very plain.
Words like SHIT and PISS and FUCK
describing the body's functions
turn up like uninvited guests
with their slippery injunctions.
So service with a smile please
reach down to flush them out
use vitriol to clear the air
in case there's any doubt.
ray. first off, let me say how much i enjoyed the fact you posted two blank pages before this called 'ser' and 'ser'. i believe it was a mistake but if you say it out loud, it sounds like arkwright from 'open all hours'. he was always giving 'ser...ser...service with a smile'. that is a quite brilliant error. or perhaps it was intentional, in which case you are some kind of genius.
secondly, the poem is jaunty and well written. strong rhyming as well. especially functions/injunctions. thats inspired!
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raypool
Sat 21st Nov 2015 22:24
Stu, thank you for your lovely comment. I can't lie, I'm a genius. But then again, the truth is that I don't actually know how that happened. The best things come to those who w w w wait though.
My wife thought this poem was stooping low; but I thought humour can redeem most things and also remove their sting. She took a lot of persuading!
Ray