It isn’t funny
So, don’t you dare
It’s never right
To ruffle someone else’s hare
Padre
Ruffled
Photo Prompt
Revenge
Revenge is a dish best never served
It is better to keep your emotions curved
For if constantly plotting retribution
You miss out on the true solution
‘Tis far better with a knowing smile your opponent unnerve
And leave them ever thus disturbed
Padre
Viewing
“You can see one of the more interesting features right over here,” Edith said pointing.
“Why, that is fascinating,” Debbie said. “What do you think, Honey?”
“Hmm, it is unique, but it’s not exactly what I was looking for,” Roger replied.
“Well, I did tell you it was a bit of a fixer-upper,” Edith said. “But we do have other listings in the area if you don’t like this one.”
Padre
Getting Away From It All
“When I said I wanted to get away from it all for a bit, this wasn’t exactly what I had in mind,” Taylor said.
“Beggers can’t be choosers,” Winnie retorted. “It’s not like we’re made of money. Anyway, it has great views.
“Views of what?” Taylor queried.
“The mountains, the sky, lots of things.”
“Like grass,” he said indignantly. “I was thinking the seaside, or even a city break.”
“City breaks aren’t getting away from things, they are going to things; and the seaside is full of people this time of year. This is much better. Especially since we can be alone together,” Winnie said taking his hand.
“He looked at the vast expanse of plain again, and smiled. Okay, we’ll stay,” he said. “I sure hope it has cable, though.”
I’m glad to see that romance isn’t dead, Winnie mused, as she hid the remote.
Padre
Wilderness Despair
Harlinger knew he had to find his way out soon. He had been lost in the wilderness for days, and the last of his rations were now expended, yet he was no wiser as to how to make his exit. Try as he might he could not find the way, as all the surroundings seemed to be identical to him.
His concern became despair as he stumbled onto his own empty ration packets. How could I have wandered in circles, he asked himself. You might say he as bamboozled.
Padre
Unicorn
That you’ve not seen a unicorn
Is easy to explain, you see
It is because they are often stuck in a tree
Padre
Departure
You may depart – you’re free to go
There is nothing to keep you
I hope you know
You’re under no obligation
That is sure
No matter what may be this place’s allure
You freely came – so now freely go
Why has your pace begun to slow?
The gate is open
Go ahead and pass
And will you kindly
Stop staring at my ass
Padre
I just loved the facial expression in the prompt photo.
Queue Pew
Jumbo hated getting stuck in line behind Follie. That elephant really had to do something about what he was eating because he had perpetual gas. These were not little poots either, they were toxic clouds, and Jumbo wondered why the leaves didn’t fall off the trees as Follie passed. All he could do was raise his trunk out of the cloud and hope for the best.
When someone in line lets out a pew
There is little that any of us can do
We can grin and bear it
Or make a fuss
But to do the latter makes all about us
So for the time being cross you fingers
Or tusks
And hope that the queue moves quickly
Or just change lines if you must
Padre
A Brief Visit
I have come to pay a visit
To fill you in on things
I know that you will listen
To the news that I bring
You will not interrupt me
You were always good that way
I will share with you the latest
Then visit again another day
Someday I know you’ll answer
When we meet again face to face
But for now its good to be near you
Even in this place
Padre
Not Today
Make the world go away
I don’t want to get up today
I’ll be fine if I stay here
It’s where I belong, and that is clear
Make the world go away
Don’t worry about me
I’ll be okay
Padre
