THE THOUGHT FORGOT
I thought a thought the other day,
The thought I thought just went astray,
I was wrought with fraught,
As I sought my thought,
That thought I thought that got away.
I knew, of course, it would come back,
It always has, though I oft lost track,
About 4 A.M.
I'd think it again,
That's When I thought less about thought lack.
(I know who wrote this - Now, what was her
name?
Oh Dear, it is right on the tip of my tongue.
It rhymes with "Ninny".
Oh well, I'll think of it later - LOL)
by Ginny
THE TRACK IS CLOSED TODAY
I found a thought the other day,
It wasn't mine I have to say.
Didn't come from my own thinker,
Probably planted by some stinker,
Trying to blow my mind away.
Then suddenly that thought was gone,
It may have returned so it could it spawn.
To another zone,
Away from my own,
For I never track thoughts after dawn.
Everyone please hang onto your thought,
So I only think thoughts that I ought.
My capacity has a limit,
And my brain tries to dim it,
I don't need stray thoughts that I've caught.
written by: Bill er aaa Bob or Ted uhh Jerry,
Hmmmmmm, oh I
know.............ME!!
by Chick Velasco
Ginny's
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