In my mind my speech is eloquent
Character, poise and grace readily evident
I have the ability to clearly express
My thoughts and ideas without duress
The only problem I run into
My mind and voice never rendezvous
The diaphragm forces up the air
The larynx then takes it from there
Mouth, tongue and teeth oscillate
The finished product should be great!
Should being the variable term
Sadly, reality does not conform
The diaphragm forces with conviction
With anticipation of marvelous diction!
But then my meddling mind reneges
"Don't say it, they'll laugh! It begs.
Then the larynx fails to capitalize
Bout then fear is visible in mine eyes
My mouth then loses all precision
To punish my mind for indecision
I then unveil a nonsensical babble
It really is not me! It's organ rabble.
Mind tongue and teeth can't get along.
It's fodder for a hillbilly country song
But what can I do as components rant
I only wish there were some sort of transplant.
Friday, September 28, 2007
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