Wednesday, August 04, 2004

Oral Ode

Oh tongue,
I am sorry
That I overused you last night
When I indulged in too many
Salt & Vinegar chips.

Now,
You won't work
For me.

You say you are tired,
But I need to have lunch,
And speak at a meeting.

Please, oh please,
My overworked friend,
Take off your wool sweater,
And be your old self
Again.


3 Comments:

At 3:13 PM, Blogger Janet said...

I'm constantly apologizing to the roof of my mouth for burning it on hot substances. It has stopped forgiving me though, knowing that I'm really all talk.

 
At 2:37 PM, Blogger Trillian said...

Janet - yes, I agree that it is difficult to keep that promise. Also, you get the added exercise of peeling the roof of your mouth with your tongue (which then, of course, causes your tongue to hurt as well...)

 
At 12:37 AM, Blogger Carmi said...

Good thing you didn't end up like the brownie-batter guy from the Dairy Queen commercial. I feel pain just thinking about it.

 

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