Bridgid Patrick Poems

There is nothing the matter with me.
I'm as healthy as I can be.
I have arthritis in both my knees
And when I talk, I talk with a wheeze.
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Junior bit the meter man.
Junior kicked the cook
Junior's antisocial now
(According to the book)
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There are those moments in our lives
We would love to have again
A second chance to make it different
Than how it turned out then
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Hell is other people's minds,
their thoughts to wander in..

Purgatory is our own
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The metaphor of butterflies;
of metamorphosis,
provides for me an alibi
for life such as it is.
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Regret had set them miles apart.
the past, a present curse
had etched itself upon the heart
insipient, - perverse.
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If women had udders
and cows had breasts
what would be shown in The Sun?
Would it be Daisy
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When life has dealt you an unfair hand
And you feel like you've really been cheated
Don't get irate, spit teeth and curse fate;
Stay calm, chill out, and be seated.
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A memory or two
Returning...reappearing
Surprisingly entering our hearts again
Not the same...always rearranged
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Deciding to feast on my dozing head
Meant waking me up, and winding up dead
My standard reaction when bit on the noggin'
Is to retaliate with a vigorous flogging
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