Time. It keeps on going. On and on. And on and on.
It keeps going past that point, but it just gets boring. Trust me. It’s worse than watching something grow, like
Grass. It seems to be dead and brown more than
alive and green. Or dead and
green. That last option happens
the least. Probably for a good
reason. Or so they say. Who says? The
Man. Rulers of the earth. Masters of the skies. Mediocre swimmers. Kings of conceit. Emperors of ego. Principals of pride. Handy with a
Thesaurus. Not a dinosaur, but a book. But it is a practical tool for
discovering alternative names for the ancient reptiles. The stegosaurus didn’t use one. Neither did the triceratops. Actually, they probably didn’t have
much use for nicknames, what with their lack of language. The poor
Beasts. A word that strikes fear into all
non-beasts. What are these beings
that are not bestial? Anything
lacking sharp incisors, hideous fur markings, and yellowed eyeballs. The rest are
Monsters. Different than beasts. These can have wings, breathe fire, or
live in swamps. Like beasts, they
also have lots of teeth, which can be confusing when trying to differentiate
the two. The only person that can
tell beasts from monsters solely based on denticles is an
Orthodontist. The scarier first cousin once removed
of the dentist. Their fascination
with teeth knows no bounds. They poke,
prod, and produce wonderful results, so we really can’t complain. Unfortunately. Because people love grumbling. That is America’s true pastime, not
Baseball. One of the many compound word
sports. It’s amazing what you can
do with a ball and a random object.
With just these two simple things, you can play any team game that
exists or is yet to be conceived.
That’s a lot of possibilities.
This means there’s no reason why anyone should be
Bored. Hopefully you aren’t. But if you are, don’t tell me; I have
fragile emotions. It’s true, stop
doubting me. And please don’t hurl
insults at me or in my general direction.
It’s akin to throwing stones at a glass
House. A place of living, comfort, family, and
food. The latter is very
important. You can probably go
without the first three, but without nourishment, you would surely die. I apologize for the morbidity, but it’s
the sad truth. Well, maybe it’s
not so sad, since food is so tasty.
For its deliciousness, people sure complain a lot, like about
Broccoli. A green vegetable full of healthy
nutrients packed into a satisfying crunch. Perhaps people don’t like it because it’s not marketed
right. It’s always displayed as
the last thing on the plate, so it’s no wonder people leave it as scraps for
the dogs. At least canines are
getting their Vitamin
C. Cats climb carefully onto curbs. Crawling currently continues ‘cause
canines catch cats. Capturing
corrupts confidence like cakes cram
Calories. Primarily an energy and heat
measurement, separate from food. But
now it’s inseparable from thoughts about weight. People obsess over these insignificant numbers. Hopefully there’s a way for all this
negative thought to
End.
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