Falseness with numbers

To thy name I give acclaim
That you brought me some still fame
But your day was really fine
I lost the tap to your good wine

But still I am to do
What others may very well lack
The respect to give you a day
Which I can look back

Oh Revere My Alma Mater
Our lives do give you acclaim
We pray that all our lives
Will be so lived to bring thee fame

So if I step on the socket of lunch
And bring you a head of ham
Please reply in kind
That I am still your man

Ode to the twitter limit

Oh twitter you have found me
I have been a fool
Your walls are ripe
And on you I do drool

You said I wrote too much
And of course I disagree
You took me out to the shed
And put me across your knee

So good luck with that backlash
I will be back for more
For now I wait an hour
To be twittered in a soar

Ode to the last night I think I am going to own my car

Oh horrendous fate
I paid so much for the vehicle in the day
It worked pretty good at best
What about all the rest

For today it has gone down
I am certainly not a clown
The cost of the fix me up might be steep
Its time to stop counting sheep

But today I am yet to know
If the vehicle of the day is yet to blow
So let the morning come soon
I am ready with a new spoon.

Ode to my twitter limit

Lo and behold
I wrote too many words
I said too many rhymes
I spoke too many thoughts

I worked throughout the AM
You spoke to me in grief
I twittered too many times
You hurt me like a thief

The words kept flowing out
I still dont know what its all about
I built a better soul
Have I finally reached my hole

So in 140 letters or less
I will still do my very best
And continue the daily draw
Ihope its worth more than straw

So give me back my pen
I am just an ordinary man
I see you smile when I write
Let there always be light

And now for an AM buzz
I have turned to the next judge
The calling of a gain
To work to make sure to remain

I will call you back really soon
By the way what is that tune
I want to say more
So call me nay with more

Here I come again...
Hello Twitter land!!!

Closet hatred

I said hello
They said hi

I said good day
They said so it is

So I walked by
And they scorned the sunshine

And I asked for a dollar from my own wallet
And they accused me of finding the farm

Time upheld

The crime was science
But a flask was not the culprit

The shoes would apply
For the light of that dear sky

Yet the enigma of the just
Was less than that glove

So silence triumphed at the stone
And miffles cut the lawn

And America won the war

Inexactness of exactitude

Came on at Two
The chocolate shoe
With wild I beheld
Surgery did it felled

And in order to contain
Its once not so great brain
Was the relic of the old
And the answer of the bold

Passions were foretold
And classics could be of mold
But truth alone did meld
Time of weld

Gone is the card game

I once played cards
It was of the best in the day
It was fun to play the games
And sort the deck

But one day along came a number
And it tasted like a little ham and eggs
And it never spit at me
And I swallowed it whole

So today, I leave the cards behind
And the taste in my mouth is bland
And thirteen years of bad luck
Might leave me alone

If only I had another deck.