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Plotting
It is far more fun to plot than to plan.
Perhaps it’ll lengthen my lifespan.
To plan is a chore, but a plot can thicken.
The pace of the plot will now quicken.
I plot out my days. I plot out my week.
Plotting months in advance is a winning streak.
The amount that I plot might drive others berserk.
For me, it’s one of my many quirks.
One plots with sticky notes, I’m armed with lists.
And no, I will not cease and desist.
I don’t just do laundry; I plot it out.
Plotting is a serious workout.
My adherence to lists doesn’t make me rigid or cold.
I’m a combination of compassionate and bold.
I’m mostly loving with a side of contrary,
And with a smile, I’ll mind-smite an adversary.
I plot out life with gusto and trips with verve.
Life without plotting, the thought, the nerve!
From simple to complex, I plot with a passion.
And yes, I do plot out my workweek fashion.
Imagine if I took my passion for plotting
And applied it to extensive notes jotting.
There I am plotting world domination.
I am desperately in need of a vacation!
Anyone reading this, Lisa, would want to meet you in person and get to know you. Since I know you and your well-thought-our plotting skills, I am also fascinated and appreciative of your wonderful writing skills! Such a cool poem! Thank you! JoAnn Lower
ReplyDeleteMany thanks, JoAnn. The poem is very me, but it's also a bit goofy. You are kind to be "fascinated and appreciative of your wonderful writing skills." "Wonderful" seems a bit of a stretch for my silly little poem, but thank you, always, for your encouragement!
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