Make your own free website on Tripod.com

POETRY CENTER!!!


Muddlement


Finding the way to being muddled

can sometimes leave you quite befuddled

but, don’t despair

you will get there

when your whole mind has puddled


Walking


A homeless man once said to me

“I want you to walk to Tipperary”

I walked and walked and walked some more

Wow, that trip was quite a bore

I finally came to a house so white

I slept there in the middle of the night

The people there, they kicked me out

But not with out a parting clout

I ran away with a smile on my face

I walked into another place

The folk in there, they said to me

“Leave this town, leave Tipperary”

So I walked home, not knowing how I went

I was quite broke, my money spent

I’m now a bum, I’m on the street

I’ll tell the next man that I meet

Yes, leave this town, now don’t you see

Go to a town called Tipperary!


Quagmire of Life


Swampy, stagnant

Can suck you in

But, when approached properly,

It can become a pure shelter for all.


Muddled


Confused, mistaken

Call it what you want

If you don't know what you're doing

You'll do a better job

Be what you want

I can't force you

But I'm a muddled one

And proud of it


Hypocrisy


Everyone makes mistakes

And we admit to that

So when someone messes up

Why should it be bad?

Hypocrisy

Is a title for it

So remember these words

Next time someone has a fit



This webpage was authored by Andrew Squires and added to the web November 24, 1999.