Progress (Day 24)

Back when I wore shorts

And was always laid up in bed

With all kinds of vicious colds

I used to frequently hear my father

Cussing

and swearing

imagining he was Hoplong Cassidy

when he took out flies and ants.

Now I am as old

as he was back then

And ill yet again,

I can hear my partner

running around

With similar cans

Like they are pistols

Screaming and swearing

Why won’t the stay dead.

Why won’t they stop jumping

Up and down

like they are backing dancers

for Lady GaGa?

Why won’t they stop dancing

like they are in three legged races

and stop teasing you

like at the Chicken on

the other side of the road.   

I think you will be proud

to see the progress I’ve not made.

(Today's challenge at NaPoWriMo asked us for
'Today’s prompt is a bit of a doozy . . . so if you feel like you don’t have it in you, feel free, as always, to take a pass! Today’s challenge is a lipogram/Beautiful Outlaw/Beautiful In-Law. A lipogram is a poem that explicitly refrains from using certain letters. The most classic letter to swear off, at least for English speakers, is “e.” A Beautiful Outlaw is a variation on a lipogram, wherein you refrain from using any of the letters in a certain name. For example, if you chose the name Sarah, then you could not use s, a, r, or h. A Beautiful In-Law is another variant, wherein you only use the letters in a certain name (better pick a long name!)'.. Sadly owning to stress at work and also ill health, I wrote the above which went on about my weekend where i was recently ill.. Enjoy!)