Can't Do -- a Weekend Mini Challenge poem

It's just me, Lord, Can't Do

Please give me a hand through this day
You know I ain't worth much, Can't Do
Can't do a thing, not do it right

I sing but can't carry a tune
Methodists made me leave their choir
Can't carry a tune, shower calls

I draw but nobody knows what
What I draw they call stick man art  
Can't draw a thing, nothing to paint

I like to work, can't hold a job
Get fired like a stove, cooked goose
Can't hold a job, I work too slow

I like to make love, wives won't stay
They up and leave, now I'm alone
Can't do it right, and I can't learn

I like to eat, can't cook a meal
My eggs are tough, leather-like soles
The biscuits all burn, I can't cook

Lord, I can't do it right, all's wrong
Connect the dots? Can't count or learn
This Can't Do's not worth very much
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Photo and Poem copyright 2015, © jimmiehov, all rights reserved

I'm linked with Outlawyer at Weekend Mini Challenge--Connect the Chimes!

Ducks and Water for 'Queen Bee'

Ducks and Water 

Lazy afternoon, sitting on the bank 
Sunning my sides, warming, thinking of you 
With you by my side Mother Time stands still 
But you out of the swim, can't settle down 
A duck out of water, keeps one leg up 

I'm letting you go for somebody else 
My sides will grow cold, still thinking of you 
Beside someone new, your time standing still 
You're back in the swim, nesting in warm arms 
A duck in the water knows what it wants 

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Photos, Poem copyright 2013, 2014, 2015, © jimmiehov, all rights reserved

I'm linked with Marian at the Imaginary Garden, 
withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2015/05/queen-bee.html
Notes:
 - Marian wanted a newly written poem inspired after glimpsing the works and nature of the author, Dr. Suess, and singer, Taj Mahal.  Mahal is after my time, I was not aware of him.
 - Top photo, 2013, was taken at Regent's Park in London.  My grand-daughter, then four, and I were having a paddle boat ride in the lake at the park when we came across this bunch of ducks standing around or sleeping on a small island.  The post was on my other blog, a poem written in conjunction of a group of boat ride pictures.  Her family was living in London at the time, for nearly five years.
 - Bottom photo, 2014, was take at the large pond at the picnic area of our subdivision here in Texas.