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One dark and stormy night
I looked outside my window
That’s when I first saw you
Standing next to a big limo.

Was it there for you
Or was it a coincidence?
What was I to think?
I was naïve and innocent.

Didn’t know you were a gangster
Thought you were a businessman
Noted you had lots of money
Guess I didn’t understand.

Your suits were so expensive
Your shoes from Italy
Your friends all spoke Italian
Like they do in Sciliy.

I heard them call you, Tony
Couldn’t believe you asked me out
I was a little frightened
But I was sure and had no doubt.

That you really were a gentleman
You took me to a restaurant
That required a reservation
Said, “You can have anything you want”.

I was treated like a princess
You sent me flowers every day
In time I had fallen for you
You had quite a winsome way.

Didn’t know you had a handgun
Didn’t know your family
Didn’t know you made a living
By bribery and murdering.

Said your last name was Soprano
Thought you would change for me
But I was wrong about you
I was blind, I didn’t see.

They made a show about you
You rocked the Jersey shore
I heard all about it
From my friend who lives next door.

Don’t know what I will do now
Don’t want to let you go
Maybe they’ll find a role for me
On your next TV show.

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In comes the pollen
Out in the air
Into my nose
Straight thru my nares.

Down thru my windpipe
Into my lungs
Before I could respond
The sneezing’s begun.

Feeling so awful
Such nasal congestion
Wishing I had
A strong decongestant.

Blowing my nose
I cough all day long
Feeling so sick
Something is wrong.

Is it a cold
Or an allergy?
Someone, please help
Someone rescue me.

Cough drops and tissues
Warm blankets and tea
Someone to take
Good care of me.

Hope it will pass
And prove to be
A simple hayfever
Just an allergy.
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Please make it stop
I don’t want to turn the TV on
I can’t read any more of the hatred
I can’t wait till he is finally gone.

Will he ever be impeached?
I pray Mueller puts this guy in prison
He is so evil and so hateful
There is more than just one reason.

From the comment on the bus
His degradation and disrespect of women
To money laundering, tax evasion
Emoluments and nepotism.

Every day it just gets worse
He is destroying our nation’s credibility
He is a known liar, a racist
An obvious liability.

Appointing positions recklessly
Terminating those who know what’s right
He can’t get thru the day
Unless he is provoking and starting a fight.

All the name calling and bullying
Can’t someone stop this demon
He’s made a pact with the devil
You can tell each time you see him.

His face is flushed and swollen
There is hatred in his eyes
All of his name calling
Is enough to make me cry.

Can’t you see, it’s getting worse
His lack of control is escalating.
His abuse of power and lack of judgment
Is evident and calculating.

Before it’s too late, somebody please
Put a stop to his abuse of power
He’s doing damage to the core of our nation
It gets worse with each passing hour.

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via Daily Prompt: Provoke

Provoke

Don’t provoke, incite or annoy
It’s best to try and get along.
If you keep rousing, pushing and poking
You will only look weak and not strong.

Being a bully, tormenting and lying
Won’t ever make you look good
It just makes others looking on, think
You’re not acting the way that you should.

Irritating and needling, poking the bear
Is a mistake for you to make
It makes you look bad, and one of these days
Might prove to be a fatal mistake.

Where’s your compassion, where is the love?
Are you really seething with so much hate?
Do you have to continue to try and bring down
Someone else to make you feel great?

Come to your senses, stop all the bullying
Be a man and stop browbeating the weak
You really need to build your own self-esteem
Stop ridiculing the mild and the meek.

Kindness and love will take you much further
Than imposing fear and a lack of compassion
Give up the fight and the need to be right
If what you want is a better reaction.

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We sat in a café
At a table for two
I wanted to tell her
“I’m in love with you”.

Too soon to say it
Would she understand?
Might make me sound needy
Not much of a man.

Women like men
Who are cold and aloof
Didn’t want to upset her
Thought she might get spooked.

We talked about work
Some books that we read
No mention of sex
Or us going to bed.

Brought her a coffee
A macchiato with caramel
Wasn’t saying too much
She was upset, I could tell.

The encounter was awkward
I think you’d agree
She said that she wanted
To see less of me.

I tried not to crumble
I had sweaty palms
But, kept my composure
And, tried to stay calm.

We finished our coffee
I just wanted to die
I knew it was over
I didn’t ask why.

So much for macho
I told her a lie
Told her, “I get it”
Then we said good bye.

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In the absence of restraints
Who knows what you might do
Without all the restrictions
What would become of you?

Don’t we need those regulations
Boundaries to keep us all in line?
Who knows what would happen
Would lack of rules…encourage crime?

Without rules and regulations
There’d be chaos all day long
There would be so much confusion
Between what is right, or wrong.

Accidents and traffic jams
Without traffic lights and signs
There would be no order or direction
If there was no dividing line.

If factories could dump their waste
In the rivers and the streams
They would pollute our water
Do you know what that could mean?

What about your operations
If there was no order to keep track
Of the sponges and the instruments
While repairing your bad back?

There would be a lot of problems
Many patients soon would die
You need to keep a sponge count
Can’t you see the reason why?

In every area of our lives
We need to have restrictions
Without them things might be
One big, disastrous complication.

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Try not to give in and don’t give up
Find the strength to carry on
You can make it thru this
Even though, you know he’s gone.

Keep your thoughts in the “here and now”
Don’t go back down memory lane
Nothing’s going to ever change
It will never be the same.

He wasn’t really there for you
No reason to think he’s changed
He’d walk out, the way he did
He’d leave you all over again.

If he was worth it, he’d be with you
He’d be standing by your side
Stop those tears, stop crying now
Give your tears a chance to dry.

Things will be better over time
It may take years, but you’ll be okay
Try not to continue to think of him
Someday you’ll find a way.

What you’re feeling isn’t real
It’s just the obsession kicking in
Get busy, find something else
Don’t let thoughts of him slip in.

Watch a film with friends or family
Stay away from those heartfelt Rom Coms
Maybe a mystery, or science fiction
Maybe something considered kinda dumb.

You can do this, please be strong
Someday you’ll learn to let him go
You’ll stop thinking or believing
It was more than it ever was.

You’re worth more than you realize
You have kindness in your heart
He was nothing but a player
From the beginning, right from the start.

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via Daily Prompt: Noise

Noise

How can I stop the noise
Resounding in my head?
It keeps getting louder
It wakes me from my bed.

Over and over
Again and again
When will it stop
When will it ever end?

I try to forget you
I keep busy, I work, I read
I go to the movies
I blog and I tweet.

But, nothing I can do
Can block my thoughts of you
You keep creeping in
What else can I do?

You so easily moved on
You now have it all
I’m still sitting here
Waiting for your call.

My friends think I’m pathetic
They can’t understand
Why am I still pining
For such a selfish, heartless man?

You walked out the door
You never once looked back
You left me here in tears
What was it that I lacked?

I go over and over
Playing back the tapes
But, you’re not coming back
Guess I made a big mistake.

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You’re a shadow in the moonlight
A whisper in the rain
I wish I could forget you
Wish I’d never heard your name.

I hear your voice so softly
Saying, “I love you”
Can’t forget the way you touched me
The things you used to do.

The power and the passion
The fire within me glowed
The secrets that I told you
No one else will ever know.

The depth of love I gave you
I believed you’d be with me
Forever through my lifetime
I had no reason to believe.

That you’d so easily betray me
That you’d walk out on me
I’ll never know the reasons
I was blind, I didn’t see.

No one had ever looked at me
The way you used to do
I just want to forget that
I ever knew someone like you.

I don’t want to think about you
It makes me feel so sad
It was nothing but a fantasy
Why do I have to feel so bad?

I do believe in karma
But things seem to go your way
You’ve gotten everything you want
You continue to, today.

Thoughts of you are haunting
Will I ever be set free?
I am trapped inside this heartache
Left with just a memory.

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Try to erase the memory
Try to get him out of your mind
Why can’t you let go of him
Leave thoughts of him behind?

You feel tortured and distressed
Can’t you try and let him go
Can anybody help you?
It happened so long ago.

You don’t want to spend your lifetime
Having to feel this way
He’s not worth the energy
Or the hours in your day.

He occupies your daydreams
He haunts your dreams at night
None of this that’s happening
Is real, or even right.

He already has forgotten you
Doubt he recalls your name
You were just one of many
But still, you are in pain.

Will therapy or hypnosis
Help you to erase
The memories that are plaguing you
That linger in his place?

The lies and the betrayal
Should be enough to let him go
It’s an obsession that you’re feeling
It’s not love, this much you know.

Like a medical affliction
Should be a cure for what you feel
It’s just a mere obsession
What you’re feeling isn’t real.

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