PATIENCE

I wrote this poem based on my life after becoming
epileptic.to all the readers of this poem, please read
it close i'm sure your have some interesting comments
for me. Thank You JRODAY

yer realy interesting! I had a fit reading it!!

Q: What do you call an epileptic holding a glass of milk?
A: A milkshake.
Q: What do you call an epileptic in your bathtub?
A: A jacuzzi.
Q: What do you call an epileptic in your garden?
A: A seizure salad.
Q: What's the ultimate doom for a leper?
A: An epileptic fit.
Q: What does an elephant use as a vibrator?
A: An epileptic
Q: What do you throw to an epileptic who is having a fit in the bath?
A: Your laundry.

You asked me to give you my take on this poem, so here it is:

The poem is mushy, dull, and whiny. It's another poem where the writer is "reaching out" for acceptance, understanding, and help- Such poems irritate me, and is the sort of thing that wiser poets avoid writing.

Again you've labeled your poem as a lyric, and its not. If you disagree, then explain to me how, in any way, it can be a lyric and actually be sung along with music.

Theres slight hic-ups in your use of the english language also, such as:

'Does the world have [the] time and patiences too see?'

--Patiences? Whats the s for? Theres no plural form
for the word patience, its singular. Also, its good
to use articles in english (the, a, & an) so use
them.

In there line of work their the boss.
I'm only paying the cost.
When they decide to fire I suffer the lost.

--They who? Seizures? Are they some wierd race that
torture those that suffer from epilepsy? Do you work
for them and recieve pay and suffer the loss of a
paycheck if they fire you? Thats quite odd.. doesn't
make much sense really, wouldn't you agree?

So with that said, you'll understand my blessing of zero.

Congratulations on making the top of the Best Lyrics list. Now, please sit down and put your pants back on. -10-

LOL

I remember when you started out with this. I hope this
does'nt take your life.