Keep Moving! (or, an old-fashioned inspirational poem for the New Year; the kind they don't write anymore.)
When investments all go south
and the dentist owns your mouth.
Keep moving!
When your car keys disappear
and Shemp Howard's in your mirror.
Keep moving!
When Fred Thompson looks okay
and your in-laws come to stay.
Keep moving!
When your mortgage grows immense
forcing you to live in tents.
Keep moving!
When the writer's strike is o'er
yet TV is still a bore.
Keep moving!
When your car gives up the ghost
and your credit rating's toast.
Keep moving!
When your aching brittle bone
is shot full of cortisone.
Keep moving!
When you're downsized to a man --
all the work in Pakistan.
Keep moving!
When the winter slush spreads deep
and Dick Cheney still is veep.
Keep moving!
When the stomach flu descends
and you have to wear Depends.
Keep moving!
When you find your spouse untrue
shacked up with a kangaroo.
Keep moving!
When ideals seem made of cloth
cut to cover greed and sloth.
Keep moving!
When and where and why and where
your life isn't sane or fair.
Keep moving!
Never stay that restless urge;
it is just as good as courage.
Keep moving!
Moving on makes problems flee --
or at least keeps yours from me . . .
KEEP MOVING!
Don't get caught with egg on your face. Play Chicktionary! Check it out!
No comments:
Post a Comment