Amusing Muse

UNWANTED METAMORPHOSIS

I take a look as I race to the mirror.

Trying to calm my vanity's fears.

They look the same as when I had left for the exam.

I probably will not need them, the doctor be damned!

Now I know I have bitten deeply from the apple of youth.

But I must have heard the doctor wrong, that must be the truth.

Hardly any fine lines or wrinkles as in the mirror I scan.

If I were truly older the prognosis I could understand.

How dare a mere stranger take away my youth.

Now that I think about it he was quite uncouth!

He had handed me the prescription almost in haste.

Then gave me the diagnosis which left a bitter taste.

I shook my head and nodded as if to agree.

But I wanted to scream at him, I AM NOT EVEN 53!

I need a second opinion, I am much too young , it is true.

If I have to wear bifocals, my brown eyes will certainly turn blue!

By Jacqueline Ann Piech

7/25/2006

THE PERFECT MALE?

I have been divorced and alone for too many years.

Went on a dating service in hopes of finding someone dear.

Put together my profile and my picture,ok, not too shabby!

Then I got winked at by Mr. Crabby!!!

The next in line wanted only women tiny and petite.

He was over 400 pounds,so when dancing, I hope he never steps on their feet.

Now I know I am no raving beauty but I never thought viewing photos was such a chore.

I gave up, I just couldn't take anymore.

So I got off line and went shopping, there in the parking lot, I found the perfect male.

I just have to be very careful not to step on his.........

TAIL!!!!!

By Rose Silk

6/14/06

Spam Slammed

On my computer, friends' responses are a welcome sight.

But I have to search for their e-mails hidden in the blight.

Do I want mega quotes, smart prices, insurances for my car?

Or learn fabulous make-up secrets from the Hollywood stars.

I can get a home loan, free trips, take a survey and more.

Since when did my e-mail address turn into a super store?

Click here and submit to find the love of my life.

Anti-viruses, anti-aging to help rid me of strife.

I have 40 important, life changing messages and as I try to delete.

I am notified, I am the next winner of a summer wardrobe complete.

I used blocks, unsubscribe and requested removal from all the lists.

Oh no! Here comes another ad on helping me find true wedded bliss.

I don't want to impress my girlfriend or become a new man.

Nor need a credit card, poker strategies or anymore spam!

By Jacqueline Ann Piech

5/23/2007

My Other Name

I was given the title Sparkling Wildfire.

To live up to that name is my desire.

Sparky a shorter version of my name.

I carry it proudly just the same.

My human doesn't seem to understand.

Expecting me to obey all commands.

I love to leap, run, chase and play.

I also try to learn to sit and stay.

I have long legs to jump for joy.

Or pounce upon a new squeak toy.

Garbage cans were made to be explored.

The great outdoors should be forged.

I try to stay off the bed at best.

But soft blankets are cuddly for rest.

Toilets make good drinking fountains.

Rabbits are for chasing up mountains.

How can I ever really live up to my name?

Sparkling Wildfire doesn't sound very tame.

I am a happy dog and love my human so.

Oh how I wish that other name would go.

For it makes me hang my head in shame.

Sparky No No Bad Dog is my other name!

By Jacqueline Ann Piech

09/01/2008

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