I was young once but now I'm in Rio
I loved yesterday but found I couldn't pay the price
Fidelity came packaged in a love triangle trio
Should have taken Lao Tzu's advice
Sunday's melt on the grill
Saturdays have wrinkled cloths
The president is on the morning after pill
The poet writes with a rubber hose
Stained glass pages of history's book
Once love now a noose, I begin to dance
The mythical fish got off Proverb's hook
With my hands tied it's hard to pull up my pants
I spent Charon's coins paying for a life ill spent
I'm so far under cover I need an air vent
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: November 6th, 2025 03:09
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Good write SB. And now my next poem: 'Twice'. heehee.
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