Here I go again as I stoop to such levels.
This was prompted by a query at another thread.
Faddish For A Fetish
If ya feel a little bluish,
Down to your last buck.
Maybe a little churlish,
Because a thief just stole your truck.
If life is somewhat hellish
And the pieces come unstuck,
Employ yourself a fetish,
It may well change your luck.
If you need a foe to vanish
Or find someone to fuck.
A demon you must banish,
In a rut you may be stuck.
If you find you can't distinguish
An ibis from a duck.
Find yourself a fetish
They say it brings you luck.
When the work-day sends you peevish
Or the night calls you a schmuck.
If your boss has made you squeamish
And you're just about to chuck.
Just be a tad outlandish,
No need to run amok.
Conjure up a fetish
And wish on it for luck.
It may sound a little freakish
As if you're all moonstruck.
And reason is relinquished,
Like wading in the muck.
A trick to cure the anguish
No need for life to suck.
Just get yourself a fetish
To create a world of luck.
Cheers, Witty.
!!! What beautiful flow, rhyme, and meaning! I'm printing it out. Thanks!
Took a few hours to nut this out. But it gets away from the blueprint a bit. (Icicles style) 