Loglimerhyme, Larry Jennings' variant of Logarhyme w/ 332332 pulse meter Options

[Larry]

There’s no end to what I like to write
and I’ve found so much more on this site
walking through Karnak’s cave
where the spiders and webs which they weave
have festooned doors and walls. They deceive
timid folks but the brave
such as I and a few stalwart friends
who realize a muse works without ends
when she doesn’t desert.
So spelunker this mosaic maze
and write down a few things, start a craze
‘cause it won’t even hurt.

[JustDaniel]

At the present it hurts I've no time
to sit down with good meter and rhyme
so I jot down this puff
just to keep the juice flowing a bit
and prevent my friend's having a fit;
we don't want Larry gruff!

[Larry]

It’s too late, Larry’s gruff since his teens
when a register fell on his genes;
from soprano to bass
he descended without any choice.
Though a few vocal cracks in his voice
brought embarrassment’s trace,
he was pleased with the change that it brought
and was glad that sight-reading was taught
in the choir where he sang.
What was once soaring arpeggios
had become a clef change where the toes
of the lowest notes hang.

[JustDaniel]

If your lowest notes hang around G
you're a baritone as I might be,
but watch out after colds!
I go down to an A,B or C
well below the bass clef, so you see
then I break all the molds.

[Larry]

I don’t break any molds with the sound
of an E below low C. I’ve found
those vibrations to please
any barbershop quartet I’m in
but when warming up mornings, begin
to run out of low keys.

[JustDaniel]

If you're losing your keys every morn
perhaps memory-loss has been born
that evacuates brains
to enable our rocking on porches
playing checkers by light from the torches
that show belly-stains.

[Larry]

Belly stains will not show if you use
a big napkin for when you miss chews
going into your mouth
but instead, food falls on to your lap
and the napkin stays clean from the scrap;
tuck it in further south.

[JustDaniel]

If you're tucking it in further south
the Bahamas have taken your mouth
where it's warmer to drink
before going to bed in just sheets
to the tune of those great island beats
when you land in the clink.

[Larry]

When you land and go clink you may find
that your I-phone broke as your behind
hit the ground when you fell;
tell the phone company it got warm
and you didn’t want it to do harm
or complain by e-mail.

[JustDaniel]

If with email is how you complain
you'd be better off if you'd abstain
so you're not wasting time;
I for one never open such mail
any more than I'm gobbling kale;
better off to write rhyme!

[Larry]

Bets are off if you’re here to write rhyme
or free verse and prose you think sublime
for few eyes will peruse
those unique thoughts. Astute turns of phrase
that you felt would impress and amaze,
gather dust like old news
which one finds in a parakeet’s cage.
It may make some quite sad or enrage
those with tempers which fray
but I’m here to the end with friend, Dan
writing fluff which some other sites ban
as just merely word play.

[JustDaniel]

When I'm playing with words, it is fun
even if reading eye is but one
and your other one sleeps...
though if that is the case, come to think,
that would probably push to the brink
of my getting the creeps!

[Larry]

I’m for getting the creeps off the street
who, like children denied something sweet,
scream and holler “no fair”
but majority rules and she’s lost
at a vulgar extravagant cost
because he had a pair.

[JustDaniel]

If he claims that he has a big pear
get your knife out and stand and just stare
at his crotch 'til he blinks;
tell him he hasn't shared yet, and you
will expect a large piece with no stew
as he bows and then slinks.

[Larry]

When he slinks with his bow hunting deer;
rising over tall grass is his rear
which a buck may mistake
for a doe who’s in heat during rut
and the hunter will find that his butt
is a chance bucks might take.

[JustDaniel]

If you like taking chances with bucks
you may find that the stock market sucks
out your life in the end;
then again, do you have other choices?
there are so many conflicting voices...
many ways to misspend!

[Larry]

There are so many ways to misspend
when you’re speaking of stocks; you depend
on a broker you know.
First you research betas and p/e’s
and the 52 week vagaries
then buy everything low.
If the company’s good, it survives
and it’s value and stock price soon thrives
but if it ever stalls
sell an option on each hundred shares
and if it doesn’t rise, no one dares
to claim your covered calls.

[JustDaniel]

I don't know how to cover a call;
and in fact I know nothing at all
about dealing with stocks.
It's a good thing I've not lots of money
'cause then every day, rainy or sunny
brokers would come in flocks.

[Larry]

If the brokers come at you in flocks
to invest everything but your socks
ask if they guarantee
that the stocks which they pick will all rise,
no excuses or lame alibis
or you’ll call S.E.C

[JustDaniel]

If you call yourself S.E.X.Y.
I suppose I'd be wondering why?
Do you think I can't spell?
Or is it just a sensitive word?
In your house is the term never heard?
Is it such a bombshell?