Friday, April 3, 2009

Oh, Lambchop



Why did you let me get bored?

You know how I get

When the time just starts to drip drip drip

You know how I get

So why

Oh Lambchop, if you loved me, why did you blow it

End the world as we know it

Why did you let me get bored?


Your city in flame

Looks fine to me

It got so quiet when the sun set

Just knocking around the sub-let

And I got bored

You left the matches here

And they whispered in my ear

Oh Lambchop, forgive me, sometimes I just can't help myself

And you know how I get.


There is a reason law enforcement

Never gets my endorsement

So many rules

Who can remember them all?

Mother, teacher

Uncle, preacher

All told me, girl, you're headed for a fall

Oh please

Oh Lambchop, I really mean it this time

Please say

You'll stay

I never meant to do that stuff at all


But I got bored

And you know how I get

If I haven't done it

That just means I haven't done it yet

I don't like watching Dr. Phil

And housework makes me ill

I get bored

And then,

Oh Lambchop, I swear, I don't remember doing any of those things

But oh the sweet

Relief it brings

I would never leave you, not on a whim, not on a bet

But I get bored

And you know how I get.

________

11 comments:

Daryl said...

I get bored too. Sigh. But you have such a way with words, I never get bored here

Shadow said...

hiya! damn, why do we all get bored..... but this was a way cool read. settled me a bit, it did!

Scarlet said...

Dammit, it's hard to be good when you're bored!

Mama Zen said...

I have the biggest smile on my face! Love this!

T said...

Ah, yes, I can be my own worst enemy when I get bored!!

Bloudewedd said...

I love your poems, Shay, even when I cannot imagine why except that they are exquisitely lovely. :)

And I commend you on the musical accompaniment, at least today's!! Sarah, Neko & Tori! I could almost hang out and listen for a few hours. :)

Love

Flower-face

K said...

I actually read this while on a work conference call. (Joys of working from home.)

I can so relate to the bored thing.

Riot Kitty said...

Wow...what inspired this?

Jannie Funster said...

Hmm, my melodies... nah, I'll have to hold off until after... well, you know when.

xo

Pouty Lips said...

I am the president of the bored to tears board. Other than art, literature, and music, nothing enthuses me anymore; due to empty nest syndrome, mental pause, and my job. Thank you to whoever created blogging or I'd lose my sanity.

Zerilda The Superfluous Blogger said...

whoa.

i think it *was* you.

by the way.

i am unable to think lambchop without thinking of that damned puppet...