Useless Factoids
Oppressive heavy clouds all water weight,
better rain now before you're overweight.
There's no gold left at the Golden Gate,
but plenty of cyber Bitcoin to escalate.
The baby of a zebra and donkey is a zonkey,
Let's Make a Deal contestants surely zonkie.
A chimpanzee is not a monkey, jerky,
a ham for Thanksgiving is not a turkey.
The GPS will take you to nowhere,
texting the whole time totally unaware,
one finds oneself in the middle of where?
As if common sense vanished into thin air.
It's not warm and fuzzy in outer space,
it's cold and dark… a miserable place.
On most planets will be no kissy face,
going without a space suit death, not disgrace.
Because it is written does not make it real,
if it smells a bit rotten, probably is to the feel.
We are prone to mistakes that make us reel,
but we can inflate that fish photo, no big deal.
Conspiracy theories are always around,
like gossip and taxes they can be found,
at the tip of your fingers Facebook bound,
if fake news were facts, they would astound.
Actually, it makes me so sad, to think,
that so many's perception is so weak.
They don't know a smell from a stink.
Copyright 2017 © Ronald W. Hull
11/16/17
Read this poem on my website here.
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Regis
P.S. Thank you for the "heads up" regarding the word "gal." I had no idea that it has pejorative connections.
Love ya!
Jane
Therefore ...
I Am ! ✌️🦃🎄
and then got serious.
For those who can't tell stink from smell,
is something quite mysterious.
Cool write, enjoyed as always.