Frothing at the Mouth

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It infuriates me and froths my mouth
That pushy bull, “Ethel A-hole,” corralled me
Into her “pen” to write for her “pad” —
That is, her newsletter!
Then basically tried to whiplash me
In my own automobile, you see,
To further wrap the noose around my neck,
Then squeeze it —
She’s another hornet like Irit —
And I can’t take their shit!
Betsy-boots, who roota-toot-toots
Her own flutes and horn,
Is another controller like them —
Another old hen full of “corn.”
Let’s nip the wings of the “Royal B.’s,”
Clip them down to size.
And whoever succeeds at this
Should win first prize!

  4-2010/9-2016

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5 thoughts on “Frothing at the Mouth

    1. Thanks Jessica, for taking the time to leave a comment. But I was surprised it was on this poem of all poems. For I thought it was probably too negative to post. However, at this point, I am just posting whatever I finally get edited as I go along in my poetry notebooks. I’ll have to go back and weed things out as time goes by, after I give more distance to what I’ve done, so I can judge from a better perspective.

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      1. Yeah it is negative. I guess that spells progress like you are doing what you are doing getting things moving good or bad like your other poem sais.
        I’m just in a non writing silent mood barly keeping up with my daily post at the moment.
        I try to read all your stuff even if I don’t comment. Hugs

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        1. PS: I forgot to say that your observations in your comments are so deep and wise, as always. I have hundreds of poems to edit, and wonder if I should skip through and try to find the best ones, rather than take each poem as I run into it.

          Time doesn’t really allow for me to edit and publish all my poems, I suspect. I also suspect I should only post my best ones, if only because many people will only read one to three of my posts. If they read the ones that I know are not my best, then that’s all they will know of my writing and me. But that’s how it goes.

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