Viewing those things that were not there
It was the bane of her existence
She wanted to expose them and show others what they could not see
If only she was better at that than she was. Every time she tried; the figments fled
Organizing her chaotic thoughts, she decided to try a different trap this time
NaNoWriMo would be motivation to finally capture them inside her words
Maybe he wasn’t the most efficient person
Under duress, he could be even worse
Determination, though, was something he had in abundance
Determination to show those faster hares what a tortoise could do
Life could take the rat race and shove it
Eventually, he would make a better mousetrap and they would all have to slow down
Just play a game of cards they said. It will all be fun.
And there I was with a royal flush and a chance to make a couple of quid.
Can’t really lose, so I went all in. When we showed our hands, one guy just lost it
Know what came next? That bloke chased me to the bathroom with an axe screaming “Here’s Johnny!”
Crispy fluffy white popped kernels pour out of the kettle
Obscene amounts of liquid butter soon flow over the alabaster landscape slightly seasoned with salt
Releasing that signature smell in the air that screams movie time
Now for the show that is me consuming of this mountain of magnificence
Giving worth to mastery of knowledge
Receiving a letter to honor that feat
Allows the recipient to show others their level of competence of the subject
Despite lack of proof otherwise
Expecting you to accept their expertise
Risking it all on a forty-footer
And as the basketball left her hand, the clocks went to all zeroes
Now it was now all physics, the skill was already committed
Google clutch, and it would show this shot if it goes in
Everyone waited seemingly forever as the ball bounced on the rim once, twice…
He rubbed his bald head in frustration
All his follicles had rebelled so young
It made him wonder what he did to them to make them hate him
Really they just wanted to show off his head’s perfect shape
Persevering when times get tough is necessary to succeed.
And everyone knows, doing the same thing and expecting different results is insanity.
So, does that mean to be successful you need to be more than a bit touched?
See, it’s leaps in logic like that that show how I almost failed philosophy class.
Heroes wielding swords and rescuing damsels in distress were in short supply at Walmart so…
Emily decided that it was time for her to grab her own murder instrument and show the world
Life and society thought she didn’t have what it took to get things done, that she needed a savior
Perhaps they should have thought twice before she began her rampage. Now those idiots needed…
Giving up on trying not to be square
Realizing that he was born to be expressive
It didn’t surprise anyone when he made the pivot
Determined to show them, soon his progress was off the charts!