love stories kinda give me the ick
unless in the form of limerick
when the rhythm is right
it's a first date kind of night
and I'm beating them off with a stick
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts4 days ago in Longevity
Comments (8)
Hehe, love it ♥︎♥︎👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
The Mistress of Rhyme strikes again!!! I also love the image - so proud of his stick, which is as big as he is.
Kelli you killed it again. Why you are my fav.
This is one of those poems I reserve for those who should never go there. I love the wording Kelli!
No doubt, lol! Nicely done.
Love this limerick so much, Kelli. I want the doggo in the picture, lol
this one gave me an LOL
What a great limerick and a very good job. Love the image.