I started my day with a SNAP CRACKLE POP
then had a bowl of mush
protesting joints refuse to stop
and I can’t make them hush,
so I’ll just ignore those gruesome sounds
that come with every pang
and try to focus on ending my rounds
with some kind of WHIZ BOOM BANG.
5 comments:
I hear ya... being of 'a certain age', the cacphonic symphony created by my knees alone are enough to make the clock hestitate before resuming its tick.
Well done...
yeah i like this too, it has pow in it
I thank you good sirs!
very nice way to express the sometimes painful sounds of morning movement
tell that to my knees :D
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