SARCASMS OF A SUNDAY SIESTA

poetry

You construe to take dairy,
On that basis daily,
Jot it on your online diary –
Don’t you tire dearie?

How much cloud stationery
Have you wasted?
With your milky tales, so stale and stationary –
On these social walls pasted?

Manna, quail and honey,
Israel gormandised on that dessert journey,
Given freely for no money –
Alas! He didn’t post the shots online sweet fanny.

So that post of yogurt, frappe and goat cheese
Don’t impress no one. Jeez!
It ain’t none of our biz!
To share or not to share that icy freeze.

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