Faking It Honey ~

“WHAT’D YOU DO THIS WEEKEND?” a poem, a.k.a.: “Spill Your Guts, Please; I’ll Ask You Again, ‘Won’t You Spill Your Guts, Please?’ I’ll Ask You Again…” 10/27/2019 (Sunday)

My friend’s on a FACT FINDING MISSION,

To expand his ol’ head, and he’s wishin’

That I will EX PRESS,

MANY THINGS, and address,

The needs of his perilous ambition.

For, this weekend was filled TO THE BRIM,

SoFilled, HowCanIexpressToHim,

All the things that did happen;

It would take so much “mappin’,”

That THE WORLD WOULD JUST POP OFF ITS RIM.

So, I will just say: “Lots of stuff,”

AndWhenJimSays: “That isn’t enough,

ForIlike listening to you,

AndAll The Things that you do;

ComeON SpillIT; it can’t be that tough.

But IT IS, and I’d rather re lax,

Than express all this stuff TO THE MAX.

It’s like Jesus said:

“Give a rest to your head;

There’s nothing so boring as facts.”

fin <3