And that’s all I have to say about that

You can fool many people some time
You can fool fools all the time
And that’s all I have to say about that
Hate you can, but you can’t hurry love
And that’s all I have to say about that

My baby can start a fight in an empty house
My baby can raise hell and stuck a chunk under it
And that’s all I have to say about that
My baby’s in a horn-tossing mood
My baby’s so contrary she’s floating up-stream
And that’s all I have to say about that
My baby’s got some snap in her garters
My baby’s rope got no slack
And that’s all I have to say about that
If my baby crows, the sun’s up
And that’s all I have to say about that
This ain’t my baby’s first rodeo
And that’s all I have to say about that
My baby speaks ten words a second, with gusts to fifty
My baby’s jumping like hot water on a skillet
And that’s all I have to say about that

Cut your own firewood, it’ll warm you twice
And that’s all I have to say about that
Don’t squat on your spurs
And that’s all I have to say about that
He’s confused as a goat on AstroTurf
And that’s all I have to say about that

Notes: Day 26 of NaPoWriMo 2016.  Today’s prompt was to write a poem that is “an interactive exchange between one main speaker and an audience.”  I remember Forrest Gump’s refrain “that’s all I got to say about that” and mashed it up with some Texan sayings (and couple of other ones) into a found poem.

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Those Lies and Half-Truths

Found Pantoum

 

Stories that fired my imagination

Glowing in my dreams, like hallucinations

Glitter in the sun like a revelation

Weaving a splendid mirage in this desolation.

 

Glowing in my dreams, like hallucinations

Tales that we tell to convince us and them  –

Weaving a splendid mirage in this desolation,

Those lies and half-truths from depths we plum.

 

Tales that we tell to convince everyone:

Of goddesses of Light, of Sea and Sky and Land

Those lies and half-truths from depths we spun

About goddesses of mystery, so delicate and grand.

 

Of goddesses of Light, of Sea and Sky and Land

Are stories that fire our imagination

Those goddesses of mystery, so delicate and grand,

Weave a splendid ‘Mirage’ in this desolation.

 

Notes: Found pantoum using song lyrics, including some original lines and edits.

 

Sources:

Seven Cities of Gold, Rush

Clockwork Angels, Rush