Crystal Isn’t What She Used To Be
Apparently she’s been turned into either a drug (crystal meth) or a ball (a crystal ball).
At this point I would like to stand up and applaud you all, I’d like to but I won’t, that’s just weird. Standing in front of your computer like an idiot clapping - who would think to do that anyway? Not me.
I really really enjoyed today’s entries - again I laughed out loud at some of them, Lara (my wife) tells me I never laugh out loud so shh! don’t tell her I did. I enjoyed them so much so that I’m going to tell you what they were. Who would have thought?
First The Crystal Methers
- My friend, who’s very frank
Used to use crystal meth or crank
But now he’s clean; don’t book
Take a prozac, He’s not a crook. - To be frank, I love Prozac,
But what about the crack?
Crystal meth really has the nack
Interesting - both aren’t called frank - but both have crystal meth.
People Called Frank (I would have too but we’re not on speaking terms)
- While reading a book on Prozac,
Crystal clear, Frank heard Jack
Tell a story about a pail and Jill
And their adventures on the hill.
- Frank asked his crystal ball,
He also searched his magic book;
“Depressed, who do I call?”
“Captain Prozac! There! look!”
- Frank was in to prozac,
one prozac a day.
he felt the sky was falling and headed to crystal bay…
- Hey Frank, to be frank
I see your eyes glowing like crystal
when reading that book about prozac
I’m wondering why
- Frank would write a book
About the love of his crystal ball
But the Prozac that he took
Cause the gyspy’s effort to stall
The Odd Ones Out…
- I wanna be Frank about Prozac
If you want to see things Crystal clear
Then forego drugs, read up on stress
And Book a flight to Tangier
- Three things are certain:
Frank, Prozac and Crystal;
I should write a Book.
Really - they were all worth reading - except maybe that book about certainties. I would probably find that a little boring… and maybe inaccurate. I find it difficult to choose who will win most days but today was harder still! However - a dollar cannot be split up, I know this because once I tried to and it slapped me. Slapped me hard with a cold fish. The fish was rude to me - which hurt the most. I don’t like fish anymore.
But I do like Wing! Wing wins again with a little beauty - different from your usual four line rhyme, and a nice little one about a guy named Frank.
Frank was in to prozac,
one prozac a day.
he felt the sky was falling and headed to crystal bay…
Awesome work Wing 
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