Neanderpundit

I haven’t had a lot of fun this year
The cause? Incessant ringing in my ear
I’ve had alot of trouble with my auricle
But that’s the fault of wounds that are historical.

I saw an ENT some years ago
he whirled me in a chair both to and fro
and blew warm air into my ear to see
if there was something seriously wrong with me

“Rocks in your head” he said and then I went away
and dealt with vertigo from day to day
But now this ringing causes me some strife
it nullifies my quality of life

So off to new MD I did proceed
and when there told him, hopeful- of my need
Some poking prodding, questions and a test
revealed to him what treatment is the best

I’ll take some Doxycyclene for four weeks
as well as prednisone to spring some leaks
in clogged-up nasal passages I’ve got
or so he says (And really, he’s the doc)

And after that to see if I can cope
or if he in my nose must further poke.
Ballon rhynoplasty is the last
resort if I won’t deal as if in past

the deviated septum, by the book
(Result of bruiser with a hot left hook)
should be rebroke and set to make it right
but if I don’t need that I will not fight

A boring blogpost this indeed has been
Much too much schnotty info for most men
But of my feelings you will get the gist;
Thank God he’s not a gynecologist.

A special theme based on a … call I received from someone I know last night.

For “Donald” in Iambic Pentameter.

When Donald trysts, he likes a matron fair
a woman long in leg and short in hair
A wedded wife to unsuspecting man
who never guessed the secret of their plan

So Donald, he of shiftwork, shows at nine
To have the empty house and all the time
To breed the matron fair and at their whim
he played with her and then she played with him

They’d petted and caressed to beat the band
and then he gathered hair into his hand
and mounted her behind to see her squirm
and play a game that he called “Hide the worm”

Cuckold, returning for forgotten Phone
did walk into the kitchen of his home
to find the couple locked in hot embrace
the blood must sore have risen in his face

he grabbed a taser from his holster, then
without a moments warning, fired, and when
the megavolt surprise entered old Don
The matron found herself also- turned on

Being tasered by injection wasn’t fun
and soon the naked matron, on the run,
did pelt the cuckold with the dinner dishes
she couldn’t know that it was in his wishes

to deliver shock to both the red hot lovers
who didn’t have the sense, to, under covers,
keep their tryst between them and them alone
but flaunted infidelity in her home!

So Matron now files quickly for divorce
while Cuckold loses all, and then, of course
Our Don has arc burns all along his pecker
small punishment for being a home wrecker.

I was minded of this tonight, I had to add a video. Some of you older than dirt might remember it.

Such a thing as NaPoWriMo existed, and now I find myself to be a day behind. So here’s Monday’s. I’ll begin with haiku.

Like cherry blossoms
bluehairs driving in my lane
Spring comes to the roads

And then Tuesday. How about a double dactyl?

Flippety Floppety
John Kerry, sought to be
State’s secretary
for this four year term

Lurch throws his arms wide, to
Uncategorically
welcome dictators
to pillage, then burn.

OK, it was off the cuff but still.