More of the same

[radegund]

So begins another week.
Live is earnest, grim and bleak.
Radzer frets and gnashes teeth,
worries that she out will freak.

Work above, around, beneath.
Garden? Ha! A blasted heath.
House - of that let us not speak.
Order up her funeral wreath.

That's the short version. The long version can be found over at that other place.

Comments

[yiskah.livejournal.com]

Heh. I could have written that, had I any talent for doggerel. The entry over at the other place is very me, though. I sympathise.

[radegund.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Somehow it relieves the tension to spend ten minutes muttering "teeth, beeth, ceeth, deeth, eeth, feeth, geeth, heeth, jeeth - wait a minute, heath!"

Doggerel and deadlines: discuss...

[radegund.livejournal.com]

**bows**

I thank yaw.

[glitzfrau.livejournal.com]

Ah, chicken. Even when you're miz, you're brill. Thanks for the cheery poem to brighten the chill evening!