Queen Elizabeth knocked on my door today.
I answered with an appropriate bow
(not too low, but low enough to show
that I knew what was up),
and invited her in.
She accepted my invitation
and was trailed by two armed guards.
I thought I should wait for her
to speak first, seeing how she's the Queen,
but she seemed disinclined
to state the purpose of her visit.
Perhaps there was something I should
have intuited because we sat there for about
two hours before she nodded to her security
and they all got up and left.
I walked them to the door
and then said invitingly,
"Do please come again, your majesty."
Unstable Euphony
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
On My Door - Nickelback
Nickelback knocked on my door today.
I didn't answer so hard
that I wanted to answer.
I didn't answer so hard
that I wanted to answer.
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On My Door - Vince Lombardi
If it wasn't Vince Lombardi who knocked
on my door today then who was it?
The knocking would stop every time I got up
to answer, and then start again
as I sat back down. It was as if
the prospective entrant could see
my every action. I finally pretended
to go back to my chair,
stomping in place
as I stood just inside the front door,
but the knocking did not start again
until I eventually left the foyer and returned to my seat.
And when it returned,
uncanny as I breathed out
and popped the footrest,
I looked at the muted television
and saw Lombardi's toothy,
open-mouthed grin taunting me.
on my door today then who was it?
The knocking would stop every time I got up
to answer, and then start again
as I sat back down. It was as if
the prospective entrant could see
my every action. I finally pretended
to go back to my chair,
stomping in place
as I stood just inside the front door,
but the knocking did not start again
until I eventually left the foyer and returned to my seat.
And when it returned,
uncanny as I breathed out
and popped the footrest,
I looked at the muted television
and saw Lombardi's toothy,
open-mouthed grin taunting me.
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