The Bouquet of Red

Dog days

She gave me

a bouquet 

of red

 

only catch-

by then

I was dead

 

Though 

I suppose

that works too

in a way

 

for it’s better

to be late

than never

as they say

  • Author: Bells (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 22nd, 2026 08:43
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  • sorenbarrett

    I love the dark humor in this one all set to good rhyme and carried out in a minimum of words. A fave



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