Poem - Failure
February 10, 2016 8:52am CST
Another verse inspired by a Jess Lynn @Jessicalynnt challenge this time incorporating the words Drop run dodge jump shift I bodge any job I can’t dodge I can’t shift the weights I try to lift I have to stop before I drop People run as if I have a gun before I’m done Making a mess, and I have to confess It gives me the hump that even if I was to jump Off a tower block or a cliff-side rock I’d fail to take my life, and the knife I’d use on my veins would be too blunt My efforts would look like another pathetic stunt In my Inspector Clouseau existence My mistakes pile up with such persistence That everyone thinks I plan it all out They can’t believe anyone can fall about And fail so much without deliberately trying I’m only alive because I’m no good at dying I only laugh because I can't master crying. Arthur Chappell
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• Midland, Michigan
I wasn't really sure what to expect by your title. Funny. At first I didn't realize that you were actually telling a story with this, but then I got into the rhythm and 'got it'. Maybe Alfredo, @amadeo has never seen the Inspector Clouseau movies? If not, he should check them out sometime. They are a riot.