I think I値l sit myself down
Here in this comfortable chair.
I値l let my mind wander
Just any old where.
I値l see where it takes me
And what I値l do when I知 there
And decide if I want to leave
My comfy old chair.
I値l not read a book, nor watch the telly
That just might change the direction I take.
I won稚 carve or whittle or any such labor
I値l not think of any decisions to make.
I値l just lean back with my eyes gently shut
And go places I壇 never go if awake.
I値l buckle every swash I happen to find
And rescue each damsel in distress.
I値l slay me a dragon, all fire and scales
And leave someone else to clean the mess.
I値l love me a maiden with the purest of loves
And chastely have naught to confess.
And then I値l invent some fantastic gadget
That will solve every housewife痴 woe.
Some whatsis, some widget, some thingamabob
With a light that at night will glow.
I値l sell each one for $1.95
From here clear to Kokomo.
I値l write long, chatty letters to those back home
And all my love I値l append.
I値l fight the enemy, bravely and true
And save the life of my friend,
But better yet, save my enemy, too
Now that痴 a fitting end.
A contest entry
- Run Away with Me by willowprincess.
1300 points, ended May 24, 2007, 29 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Where the mind drifts by Danna Hobart.
375 points, ended February 11, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Wow, when your mind drifts, it really drifts.
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wow well done congrats
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Nice, relaxing, fun-filled poem. Congrats on the gold!
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omg, i absolutely love this! i think you know exactly where i want to run away to. great job with this and good luck.
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wow, I like this alot. I love how you have such imagination! I like this part---
I’ll fight the enemy, bravely and true
And save the life of my friend,
But better yet, save my enemy, too
Now that’s a fitting end.
^Very brave and corageus^
there's another part that I really like---
I’ll buckle every swash I happen to find
And rescue each damsel in distress.
I’ll slay me a dragon, all fire and scales
And leave someone else to clean the mess.
I’ll love me a maiden with the purest of loves
And chastely have naught to confess.
^Such imagination!^
Great write and the best of luck in the contest.
come by sometime and read a poem or two
-HD
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