promise on time, to you tweet
friend you on facebook
keep my laptop neat
i promise not to
break the prenup
even if we divorce
right after
the wedding sup
i promise to honor
and obey
all your selfish needs
even if they get in my way
if you promise all the
same to me back
from my attorney
you won't get
too much flack
PART TWO OF THE VERSE, A LITTLE BIT LOUDER, A LITTLE MORE TERSE
i promise to tolerate
even when you come home late
i promise one way or the other
not to want to slap your mother
i promise if your underwear
is on the floor
i will not throw
it out the door
but all of this will be
vexed
if there is any
extramarital text
Friday, May 7, 2010
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- karen lyons kalmenson
- greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.
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