When a cricket
finds its way into
my kitchen, I just
leave it be.
***
That cricket is ok by me
***
Unlike a cockroach,
which would be
promptly dealt with.
***
And that’s because
a cricket can sing.
***
And talent goes
a long way as to
my opinion of you.
I guess those tap lessons might come in handy some day.
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esp. if you’re lurking about my kitchen
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Step ball change.
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Not on my watch.
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Pirouette?
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Cha cha!!!
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No one in East Hollywood cha cha’s anymore since they shut down Cha Cha’s, & my kitchen is too small for a pirouette, tho’ I’m not agin it if you want to try.
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Perhaps I’d best just warble a tune. I’m a tad better than a cricket, but probably just as annoying.
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I reckon.
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Brilliant post about opinion and judgments! Simply delightful and true!!! Ha! Bravo!
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Thank you so much, TRP!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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