SEMICIRCULAR PRAYER
Good morning God I don’t feel good,
And though my head’s attached,
It isn’t working as it should,
I think my brain’s detached;
I need some Treatment if You would.
I know my eyes are open wide,
But I can’t see a thing.
I feel an ear on either side,
But all they do is ring;
Perhaps my cranial nerves are fried.
I’m standing on my own two feet,
But not for long I fear.
I’ll try my best to be discrete
When my old inner ear
Decides to dump me on the street.
D. Edgar Lamp
www.TheDailyPoem.org
Quintain Stanza
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
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