© June 30, 2021. All Rights Reserved.
Month: June 2021
Why Do You Want To Date My—Um—Daughter
© June 28, 2021. All Rights Reserved.
He says, “Why do you
Want to date my daughter?”
The anonymous person says,
“Because, um.”
“I’ll be the,” but the dad groans
At the answer.
The dad interrupts, “The
Happiest man, hmm.”
Um.
Um.
Um.
Why?
Why?
Why?
“Why do you
Want to date my daughter?”
With eyes bulging outward,
He says, “Do you work,”
When the most difficult
Job was getting her.
“What y’all doing tonight,”
He says with a smirk,
Adding, “Protect her and
Here is my number.”
Um.
Um.
Um.
Why?
Why?
Why?
“Why do you
Want to date my daughter?”
“Are you going to show
Her the same respect
That I raised her to show
You,” the buff dad yells.
“Whatever my daughter says,
She is correct.
What do you know
About Russia,” um—sex sells.
Um.
Um.
Um.
Why?
Why?
Why?
“Why do you
Want to date my daughter?”
“And you plan on
Marrying my daughter?
Give me your
Contact information,” he yells.
The dad says, “Are you
Attached to your mother?”
The anonymous person says,
“Yes,” but fails.
Um.
Um.
Um.
Why?
Why?
Why?
“And don’t you
Ever date my daughter.”
The Lawyer Who Succeeded
© June 28, 2021. All Rights Reserved.
In a small town invested with boredom,
If you slip, there is the sound of a drum.
There was no electricity till now
It took centuries, then came a know-how.
It took generations to find laughter,
Sceneries were destroyed, all for liquor.
All for pride, the streets were full of onions.
There was a folklore about champions.
If you become a lawyer,
Then you succeed.
Welcome to an introverted lawyer’s
Story on how he escaped the monsters.
The madness was seasonal with yelling,
From reading compelling laws and telling.
Failing at love was overwhelming, too!
From above, the sky turns to cobalt blue.
“Ooh la la,” and look what you are missing.
A life abandoned by an upbringing.
If you become a lawyer,
Then you succeed.
Success is measured by your happiness.
Success is the love someone professes.
When you cannot decipher innocence,
Can you sleep at night by the sunk fence?
Tomorrow, give your two cents for the bills.
Time stands still till you walk on daffodils.
Bullets like fire drills can keep you awake,
So head to the store to get angel cake.
If you become a lawyer,
Then you succeed.
Your intelligence welcomes the ladies,
Including the ladies in their eighties,
Producing babies in their minds for cash.
Like ambitions outgrowing your mustache,
Passing every horizon like world class.
Finally, join the upper-class with sass.
Reflected in the looking glass is art,
Where basketball adds dancing and heart.
If you become a lawyer,
Then you succeed.
Law school was like your re-education
Your celebrity crush hits a home run,
With another graduation coming,
At another school that she likes running.
Seriousness from the laws are instilled
Unlike morals created for the skilled.
You are mentally ill if you judge them,
Unless you are a judge; you are a gem.
If you become a lawyer,
Then you succeed.
In a revolving chair, you may reflect
On how basketball was your main respect,
Changing your dialect to earn a check.
Double-check if everything is hi tech.
You have a turtleneck, so play some ball.
Dribble the laws like a Neanderthal.
Party walls avoided for your gameplay,
And practice on a divided highway.
If you become a lawyer,
Then you succeed.
Who told you that you need a scholarship?
Oh, make a slam dunk like a cartoon strip.
Flip off the rooves onto a trampoline.
If you hit your spleen, then become 18.
Swivel your hips while juggling the ball
At a 3-point line during a windfall.
Be a winner with your soul at dinner,
When nostalgia makes you a breadwinner.
If you become a lawyer,
Then you succeed.
Sun Chi
© June 27, 2021. All Rights Reserved.
I sketched out a superhero idea, then Patricia did the difficult part, digitizing. Also, she thought of the name of the character. She’s awesome. Her Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/lucidsea79/
My Bubble Gum When She Said
© June 25, 2021. All Rights Reserved.
Love, I am not your
Social butterfly,
But I will talk to you
Till you drop dead
And you will talk to me
Like a hue and cry,
Watching paint dry
Where there is infrared.
Our eyes are
Like rainwater harvesting,
But nothing gets
Between us from loving.
She said she did not want
A babysitter
She said she did not want
A babysitter,
But wanted to take
My bubble gum.
My bubble gum.
She could not have loved
At a better time.
I had to tell her, “No.”
And follow Jesus Christ.
I am down-to-earth; I am
Not lively.
I feel upside-down when I am
Awake,
And few women desire
My company.
If men do the hunting,
Then I will break.
The Mercury to
Your problems are wet.
Feelings you share are
Like Russian roulette.
She said she did not want
A babysitter
She said she did not want
A babysitter,
But wanted to take
My bubble gum.
My bubble gum.
She could not have loved
At a better time.
I had to tell her, “No.”
And follow Jesus Christ.
They say that men have it
Easier than women.
I cannot reveal all of
The outcomes,
I would buy water with
A fountain pen.
Green thumbs can be
Like family ransoms.
We still have time to
Make a difference,
But the words we exchange
Can be nonsense.
She said she did not want
A babysitter
She said she did not want
A babysitter,
But wanted to take
My bubble gum.
My bubble gum.
She could not have loved
At a better time.
I had to tell her, “No.”
And follow Jesus Christ.
Plastic Pellets In Shoes, Boots, and Sandals
© June 9. 2021. All Rights Reserved.
If you Get Left Behind
© June 1, 2021. All Rights Reserved.
The day harmony kisses
A gossamer tongue
Is when your priorities
Are on the back burner.
The character you have
Indicates you are young.
If you can resist lust,
You are a good learner.
I choose Jesus.
I choose Jesus.
If you get left behind,
Remember that you’re mine.
If you get left behind,
Remember that I’m kind.
Because I am an option
To countless women.
I was told no woman
Should be my priority.
Such women that can
Get caught again and again,
Mainly want your attraction,
Power, and money.
I choose Jesus.
I choose Jesus.
If you get left behind,
Remember that you’re mine.
If you get left behind,
Remember that I’m kind.
I was told she could be
Bigger than religion,
Then that we could be
Whole without the Trinity.
I am not whole even
With treasures one-by-one,
Knowing Abraham,
Jacob, and Isaac for free.
I choose Jesus.
I choose Jesus.
If you get left behind,
Remember that you’re mine.
If you get left behind,
Remember that I’m kind.
Isaiah Lawrence 