Cranky!, Best Friends, Never Pushy!

Cranky!, Best Friends, Never Pushy!

A Poem by wuliheron
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I've included Harry Nilsson's famous song in my collection because, there is not way I could express that kind of emotion in those few words any better.

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Cranky!



Foolishly fill a cup to the brim and it is easily spilled;

Let it get to you and more stupidity is sure to follow!

Put all your eggs In one basket they're easily Broken!

Act like you meant to do it people think you're crazy!

The wisest toddlers take a Nap before getting cranky!

Best Friends


People let me tell you ‘bout my best friend,

He’s a warm hearted person who’ll love me till the end.

People let me tell you bout my best friend,

He’s a one boy cuddly toy, my up, my down, my pride and joy.

People let me tell you ‘bout him he’s so much fun,

Whether we’re talkin’ man to man,

Or whether we’re talking son to son.

Cause he’s my best friend.

Yes he’s my best friend.

(Harry Nilsson)


Never Pushy!



Empty your bowels completely;

Embrace sublime inner peace,

This mad, mad, mad world will go on without you.

Be content to Wait for nature,

As Usual any especially hard Crap,

Will all return to the good earth in time.

Their return Can Be Peaceful;

It is the Gentle flow of Nature,

Our own Eternal fall and spring!

Accepting your Awareness you become regular,

While ignoring Hard Crap invites misery.

Who accepts nature's gentle flow Becomes Grateful,

Being Grateful she becomes impartial;

Being Indifferent she becomes agnostic;

Being agnostic she becomes spontaneous;

Being spontaneous she never thinks twice about giving a crap!

Being one with her sphincter her bowels usually move Easier!

While she might be indignant over delays she's Never Pushy!



© 2018 wuliheron


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Added on December 10, 2018
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wuliheron
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I'm a brain damaged, mentally deranged, hippie dippy raised on Gilligan's Island and Green Acres, but I'm never going back there again! Currently, I'm 11 years into writing a book on Collective Ignora.. more..

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