Never let yesterday take too much time
from today, in the present don’t ponder your past,
for life is a poem whose meter and rhyme
must flow like a freeway and be overpassed.
Linda saw a sign on a church this morning which read: Never let yesterday take away too much time from today. She called me up telling me she wanted me to write it down so that she could paste it over our toilet bowl next to the female chauvinist poetic instruction (flowing with rhyme, anally perfect in scansion) to me always to replace the seat after peeing. My life is full of trials and tribulations, which is why I became a poet.
5/23/06
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
LOL! Long live you, Mrs H, and your wonderful marriage! ! Nifty poem. Love, Gina.