I Was Only Checking The Spelling of Myopia

Posted on February 1, 2013 by literarylee

Seems I keep trying to encourage utopia,
When I, with society am at the end of my ropia.
But my schemes are too often, yep, merely myopia.
Worse yet all my dreams might just end in diplopia.
So why am I such a big funny-faced dope-ee-ah?
(This sentiment need not be colored sinopia.)
Sometimes I just need to loudly shout nope-ee-ah
And stop wildly careening to inner dystopia.

About literarylee

I sling words for a living. Always have, always will. Some have been interesting and fun; most not. These days, I write the fun words early in the morning before the adults are up and make me eat my Cream of Wheat.
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