Getting aggressive during play fighting
Oblivious to the dangers at hand
Outside the air was turbulent with drama
Such that the only thing you could do to get out of the spinning rut was eject from the situation.
Except that damn glass ceiling got in the way, killing any hope of promotion
So you feel like you’re an imposter, an actor
That you play your part in the drama called life
And you are not too good at the role
Give yourself credit. No one else could take your place
Embrace the applause and take a bow, you’re a star
“So cool that you know how to play the guitar.”
“Kind of you to say, but I’m the drummer, remember?”
“I know. That’s why we supposedly brought you into the band.”
“Let me get this straight., were you being sarcastic?”
“Lots of love, dude, but call us back when you can count to four.”
Like being the king of my domain
I prowl back and forth, roaring to show how big and bad I am
Oh sure I may be scary and intimidating with all these sharp teeth, but
No one said I wouldn’t play with a ball of yarn if given a chance.
Chocolate chips, brown sugar, vanilla extract play lead guitar
Oh, and all the stuff that gives it structure like a good back beat
Organize the lumps of raw dough on a baking sheet
Keeping good social distance between them
Igniting the oven and bringing it to temp so this party can get started
Everything comes out ooey, gooey, and so bad for you. Yum!
For the recipe of the above pictured cookies go to: https://sallysbakingaddiction.com/giant-chocolate-chip-cookies/
(I have not tried them yet, but they look awesome!)
Been many apples down the centuries my friend
It is only the first one that got its own story made gospel
That’s what makes humans so much fun to play with
Every single time I try, I can get you people to take one more…
Perhaps the big black and white guy didn’t know kung fu
Allison didn’t really care
Nothing made her heart happier than watching him play
Down among the well-chewed bamboo
All the scene needed was a tiger… On second thought, maybe not.
Covered in muck and mud
Levi giggled at all the fun he was having
Everyone else just sighed and mumbled
And that made Levi giggle even more
No one is too old to play in the mud, not even octogenarians!
Slip sliding along the sidewalk
Noting each cloud I exhale
Overcast skies drop huge flakes on my tongue
Winter has decided to play with me
Cavernous problems threatened to overwhelm Kevin. So much to do!
And if that wasn’t bad enough, his kids were in open rebellion wanting him to play
Viewing his choices, Kevin felt he was in the dark, between a rock and a hard place
Eventually he gave in and played with his kids. Consequences were for tomorrow