Vases

I am gifted and have the power of the unexpected.

You don’t beleive me? With this power I am aflicted.

I go out to get breakfast,

and end up in Texus.

Went to buy my Grandpa a cane,

And ended up with three airplanes!

I get a invitaion and am unwelcome.

I pay a speeding ticket and am confused for a fellon.

Last thanksgiving my paster came for turkey,

and then declared me most trustworthy.

Please, you’ve got to help me.

Yesterday, I lost the church key.

I really don’t mean to be unrealiable

and I know I look unjustifyable.

But soon I’m bound to end up anywhere!

Or headed to a city, might be eaten by a bear!

To prove my point why don’t you look at the title of this poem.

Now scroll up while I come up with something that rymes with poem.

Is it hunters or houses or something unreliable?

Is it cats or bats or something incomprehensible?

I think my tired and weary self is ready to give up

on my terrible no good very rotten luck.

Who knows I might end up thunderstruck or with a cotton rug or a baby duck or a new pickup.

Oh I quite like that last one.

Is this game really quite done?

Maybe if I expect bad things, like slings or stings or a broken shoe string.

Perhaps fate could give me pretty rings, or chicken wings or Martin Luther King.