Breakneck speed
The only way to go
Straight to the grave
Don’t you know
Don’t you know
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A real rabble rouser
Always stirring up the crowd
I bet his mom and dad
Wouldn’t be too proud
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Serendipitous
That’s where I want to be
Did it happen to you
That’s serendipity
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A Haiku writer
That’s how she stayed alive
The voices in her head
Always five-seven-five
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Searching for cessation
To this spot of poetry
Will it ever end
Yessir-ee, yessir-ee
Kevin Parish 
I always appreciate a bit of serendipity, and when it’s silly, all the better!
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Smiling is a wonderful thing… Silly smiles, silly laughs, silly looks, silly poets, silliness…. Ha
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Yes, it is–and silliness for me never gets old.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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You are a fine person! Thank you!
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Nice one, Kevin. It got a smile from me!
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Awe… I love that, Diana! Thank you! ;-)))
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A good humorous poem, Kev.
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Thnak you, kind sir! ;-)))
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Or… Thank you, not Thnak you… Hahahahaha
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