Tag Archives: Funny

It’s Not So Funny Now

It’s Not So Funny Nowby Michael DoyleIt seems like the truth behind so many stories.We had to dare the lightning to find the glories.Yesterday’s lessons, we thought would never end,These were the moments we really needed a friend.It’s really not … Continue reading

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On the Swivel

On the Swivelby Michael DoyleEach passing season brings new discovery.Hidden within our unintentional etymology,Each season brings its liberation from history.When treated as newly known, it brings liberty.The scholars pretend that it brings new value,As if these were never noticed by … Continue reading

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Laughing At Life

Laughing At Lifeby Michael DoyleHere I am, sitting on the floor.I’m lost in numbers, collating the score.I’m not saying that I need it easy.But wish for once it would even up to please me.We’re laughing at all of life’s dramady,But … Continue reading

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A Push Too Far

A Push Too Farby Michael DoyleA push too farAnd it’s going to leave a scarWhat a move to makeYou didn’t even fakeYou just stole my moneyI suppose you think it’s funnyI know that I honestly doCause I would have given … Continue reading

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We Were So Certain

We Were So Certainby Michael DoyleIt’s not so funny How things rearrangeIt used to be so sunnyNow everything has changedYou were my Bonnie,And I was your ClydeWas I only dreamingOr along for your rideWe were so certainNow we’re simply hurtingI … Continue reading

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I’m Not the Kind of Father

I’m Not the Kind of Fatherby Michael DoyleI’m not the kind of fatherWho can spend a lot of moneyHowever much I love my daughtersMy ex thinks this is funnyShe complains about the money she spendsDespite the child support givenAnd I … Continue reading

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Just For Show

Just For Showby Michael DoyleCan you see meWhen I be me?Can you think and feel?How do I know what’s real?Can you see me?Can your love free me?I need to knowIf it’s more than just for showHere on this pageI’m free … Continue reading

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Funny How Time Slips Away

Funny How Time Slips Awayby Michael DoyleI was thinking just the other dayIsn’t it funny how time slips away?Somewhere between country and rockThere’s need for living by straight talkLife has its beats and tribulationsTimes of sadness and of jubilationsIndulging in … Continue reading

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It’s Natural

It’s Naturalby Michael DoyleIt is as natural to dieAs it is to be bornThere is no point in asking whyNor is there to mournThe only reason we existIs not to serve in some questBut to know, after we no longer … Continue reading

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Social Media Blues

Social Media Bluesby Michael DoyleIt’s really kind of funnyAbout this social media sceneIt really kind of bugs meHow all these geniuses want to vent their spleenWeren’t these guys the same onesWho sat in back, claiming they were street smartAdmiring oil … Continue reading

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