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FUNDY

In Comedy, Communication, education, Griot, Networking, News, Self Improvement on May 11, 2020 at 9:02 am

You know what I think fun is? Maybe you don’t.
Though if you don’t ask me, then you won’t,

so I’d like to share with you my thoughts
on fun under the sun that can’t be bought

and has proven over time to de-bump the bumpy.
This act, dear kinfolk, is what I call a FUNDY.

It can happen on a Monday but most often towards the weekend.
Because we all know “monotony” can’t survive when you’re among friends

and so, the weekend slots have a history of being a fun day.
But that’s no reason to not try “the feeling” on a Monday.

Monday’s fun doesn’t spell out like the weekends choice.
Monday’s fun uses an insiders voice….

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of wisdom.
Are you familiar with the works of Shirley Chisholm?

If you are familiar then you may be thinking, “right on,” or “here we go,”
because Mrs. Chisholm was about FUNDY in public service, yo.

The road she travelled was much like our own
fun likely started tapering off as she got grown,

because we all know that “grown people don’t play,”
Mrs. Chisholm found gamification in leading the way.

Make “being well informed and staying on your toesinto a game.
One that you take pride in carrying out with no shame.

Social lockdown can cause your social calendar to look funky,
so replace that funk-block with some in-house FUNDY.

Take the day by the rays and forge the universe with your desire.
It would help if you had on board a little Shirley Chisholm fire.

Never mind that she was a Sagittarius; a Fire Sign up in neigh –
she mastered socio-economics in The House per the New York way.

The good news is we don’t all have to be fire signs to rile up a difference.
Use your air, earth and water chemistry to course correct our systemics.

All that is required for us to win this,
is you committing your best in it.
All truth, please; no gimmick.
Make every Monday a FUNDY – then go with it!

Insist the universe yield towards our way or else
the people may stop stacking capitalist wealth.

I mean, let’s be real… after all economics is just a game —
and the fact that it is spread out over 2% of our nation is a shame.

The Stock Market?
My response is: Kick rocks, kid. 😛

It ain’t really working;
businesses are bleeding and hurting

of all sizes, campuses and halls.
They cannot course correct without us, y’all.

They need us to need them; so they yield no support. Rt Pt Arrow “Get back to work!”
Trust, if you say “I quit,” Lft Pt Arrowyou won’t be alone and corporations will hurt.

Your employer will feel it, too.
They aren’t working ON SITE; they want you to.

You do still have to pay the rent, so what will you do?
Child, tell God about it then focus your sights on YOU.

Focus on your abs and laugh more. What type of jokes do you find funny?
Really? That’s cool. Me, too. Use jokes to make everyday a FUNDY.


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Don’t even get me started on cardio; you know that I need to workout,
the good news is you can do it in or out of bed! Fundy is what it’s all about.

Perception makes the course correction. Gamification provides the way,
I’m Qui
still loving on thee, like a maternal she – as we play out this Monday.

Nope. Today will not be funky
because YOU insist on making it a FUNDY.

Do it.

A Light Affair

In Comedy, Griot, News, Self Improvement on March 9, 2020 at 4:30 am

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The weekend was great: Friday felt V.I.P. special,
Saturday was kind and Sunday smacked the devil.

What more could you want? Please do say.
I’ve got a few funnies to share on this Monday.

Care you to comprehend? Lean in close.
I don’t want to print too loudly and pull anyone’s goat.
You know?

Below are a few
hardy-hars & yoo-hoo’s
that I’d like you to give a looksy to.
A little abdominal agitation is good for you.

What do you mean “Who’s going around laughing-it-up these days?”
As long as God gifts me with life I’m making jokes out of melee.
Let’s laugh at self a little. Eh?

February came and went quickly; love quickened the day but did it glow?
Many were proposed to and many said no, too; thus our first joke:
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Speaking of “proposal’s,” I had to compose one last night
for a multimedia client whose in the market for a website.

I was bar none when composing the user experience and shopping for interface.
I spent hours & hours with no sour; time flies when your work is your play.

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Gamification is the way.
Remember when we found fun in everything, yesterday?

If you’re reading this piece, you have got to look back and laugh —
at how God has delivered you; you used to be bad.

I’m kidding. No you weren’t. Really. You were not.
Mucous is an endearing fluid – that’s why mom calls you “a snot.”
Because “bad,” — you were not.

I have enjoyed every birthday that has delivered me to:
being grown and doing what I want to do.

So,

Joke_Dirty-offer.jpgAfter all, I am of age and it’s Monday, too.
The kids are not looking;  it’s just me and you.

Lean in close I’ve been reading folks texts —
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I didn’t make it up. I just shared.
I asked for your permission first, because I care.

I care so much that I would at least stick around until the sun rips the scene. And because I’m from the South, I’ll rise and cook everything.

Nothing wrong with it. I just like to admit it.

Speaking of sunrises, I’m trying to get out of this house before the suns rise but not before kicking it with you over smiles on life and tell you that “you stay on my mind and are always a muse for me when I’m on my grind.”

Having said as much I have to run. Do take care.
I’m Qui
Let’s make this day A Light Affair.

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My Senses Told Me

In Comedy, Griot, News, Self Improvement on January 29, 2020 at 5:45 pm

I never wanted to believe that my Dad was stealing from his job as a road worker.

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But when I got home, all the signs were there.

How are your senses: Touch, sight, hearing, smell, and taste?
Notice each body-part is on, around or has access to your face. 😛

‘Makes sense that everything’s within intimate reach if you want to sense it.
You can probably have a bite of it — right after you rinse it.

Assuming it’s fresh fruit.
The smell and taste is comparable to youth.

Fruit is only good in it’s youth,
though it shines best being digested by you.

Why eat fruit?
The ingredients are true.

There are all sorts of things that you can sense, smell, and taste,
but you may not want them in your face:
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You get my drift…then again, a drift is what you want to miss indeed.
Use the nose for flowers, Mom’s cooking or Snoop’s weed.

Use your sense of touch (handsy-fill-up) on some fresh fruit and/or your mate.
Don’t have either on hand? Go grocery shopping and pick-up a date.

Single people love to hangout at the grocery store – it’s true.
Roll thru with a basket on aisle 8 and see what it do.

Your intuition is a sense, though it’s not near your face.
Your intuition will keep you on-point and generally safe.

Ladies: roll down the aisle exhibiting grace.
Men: be on the lookout; use the senses on your face.

When you see or smell an attraction coming
get near the subject and start to humming.

Okay, wait! That may not be the best way to score —
unless you’re into security and a show to the door.

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Then again, I am not your intuition; I am not that sense.
I am your melanin sister with blonde hair who can be a little dense

when it comes to telling you how to pick up dates.
Your five senses will pull you through…be sure to pray.

I don’t want you out there being insensitive on any day.
If you piss someone off, have a joke on hand to say:

Okay, have one or two.
If the first doesn’t work – this one will do:

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Is buttcheeks one word?

Or should I  s p r e a d  them?

Are you smiling now? Good. So I’ll make this quick:
Get in touch with your senses; smell, touch, and lick

every thing that you see, including that desired person near.
Get them alone in a room and make sure that the coast is clear.

With ears on alert the footsteps of others – you’ll be keen to hear –
then express your senses more, i.e., a consensual sear.
What do you say dear?

The evening is nigh and My Senses told me that you needed a change in vibe,
I’m Qui
Infecting your senses via the write. Thank you for being sensitive and stopping by.