At The Tip Of The Tongues Nipping Be Dare

In the tickle to my Mother's sides this the new revealing of a life thats' been prepared for such in plight,

she would speak upon the phone from early until the clock hit midnight or close enough in 'bouts!!

A treasure in Pandora's Chest to prepare for what I'll say for laughter starts my day this now,

as back in the older ways of phones the ring would begin and off we ran to answer in the fun!!

As in my Mothers' home of Calls there were more than one line to fact that she was busily talks,

no interupts or bugging tucks just the dial of the number to a different line to home the Wares!!

Now in this fun of chortle stun the conversations would so leak to listen from a different lung,

so carefully you'd pick-up receive to ease dropping the ever stuns about lives in the wrung!!

Ladder that to finely wired as cables that were Poles in tracks to towering the Party Cry,

in the known of questions answered the point was driven on the lack should you not like noise.

You would slam that handle down and scoot your chair to the back pouting for the proof exacts,

sharing funnies with the walk to the Breakfast Nook in block to toast your bread and butter locked!!

The fine was in the eyes of the pupil in the taughts of the actual in belief for that was priceless as a read,

nearly almost as good at that was my Siblings in the flea of troubled by the sneaking rounds!!

To the belly of the beast that showed the reasons we release to walking down the street for our coffee,

at the corner of California and the Avenue of the Fleet a shipping News in the Leads to pours of completes!!

The by-way segway'd in the listen was filling all the blanks to know that the Examiner was safe in return,

the warmth of lasting the press to knowing that conversations leaked!!

To say I am not laughing about these reformations would be to admit that inking did not fit,

for now the disappointment is the cell of pits.

Should you get that ringing sound it sounds more as if a tune is played to a favorite in displayed,

than how on earth in the dirts do you satisfy the slam with a thumb swipe fingering!!

The click to sit and front your lip to the stiff in angry met for as the 60's are a trip the questing of a needling,

back to the tickle upon the Verse that Riddles to the unrehearsed.

Hand-Held Reamings