Cliches

There's an elephant in the
room where the fat lady
sings,  back against
the wall, eyes brighter
than the stars in the
sky. They're cute as
buttons and bad to
the bone-a jack of
all trades, if you may.

A fox in the coop
flies over green thumb
fields to where sleeping
dog's lie and life imitates
art. Until the cows come
home, he's the head honcho-
and justice is blind.

Bet your bottom dollar
(as luck would have it)
all's fair in love and war
and the devil you do know
is between a rock and
a hard place.

It can only go to say
that these fun and
games aren't as easy
as 1-2-3, and when it
comes to debauchery,
it's all greek to me.