Xcuse Me (When gym rats fall flat)

He loiters ‘round there at the gym,

And most of us steer clear of him.

I do not even know his name,

But I could tell you of his game.

He wanders idly by each set.

I’ve never seen him break a sweat.

He greets the ladies with a gawk

And stops beside them, making talk.

Today, this fellow crossed the line.

I know I didn’t give him a sign.

He blocked my path and grabbed my arm.

I guess he thought he brimmed with charm.

This move was random, not so wise,

For I go there to exercise.

Not interested in repartee,

I simply went along my way.

Tomorrow he’ll approach one more,

But who such tactics would fall for?

Mere common courtesy dictates:

Leave us alone. Go lift some weights.

c2018 by Linda Ann Nickerson

Image:

Theme art – adapted from public domain image

Still from Chained, 1934

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Point Blank

To play strategic on the job,

Be careful whom you might hobnob.

A manager who works with me

Is bothered by not one, but three.

These cads will not give up the chase;

They constantly invade her space.

“Step back,” she said, fair to exclaim.

The point is clear. It’s not a game.

Your outcome’s sure to disappoint;

Don’t get your noses out of joint.

Look to yourselves, you garish guys.

Behind her head she might have eyes,

But never for the likes of you,

Because you do too hard pursue.

They disremember she’s the boss,

Which leaves the rest of us at loss.

But soon they’ll be up for review,

And they can bid a raise adieu.

c2018 by Linda Ann Nickerson

Image:

Theme art – adapted from public domain image

Still from Frankenstein, 1931

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Assing for Trouble

Alas, an ass did take his ease

To beg the question, if you please.

Despite her fears,

She was all ears.

Here ends their similarities.

He dared not look her in the eye.

Perhaps she’d pick another guy.

The scene evolved,

And he resolved:

To burrow in her heart he’d try.

He wasn’t one to drag his feet,

To bide his time or be discreet.

This stubborn hack

Did double back;

Took Jenny far from Easy Street.

Perhaps she saw right through his tricks.

But methinks she was out for kicks.

c2018 by Linda Ann Nickerson

Image:

Theme art – adapted from public domain image

Still from A Midsummer Night's Dream, 1935

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