I came to the rescue just a little too late
The damage was done
A sealing of fate
If only I’d been there – so profound
I’d have saved that ice cream
Before it hit the ground
RESCUE…NOT! … a silly poem
TAKING OUT THE TRASH… a silly poem
Broken and all drugged up
He was needing him some stash
He tried to steal
The purse of my gal
So, I took out the trash
OH, STAMMER… a thought
Stammering…
It’s not just a way of talking…
Sometimes, it’s the way we write, too! Ugh!!!
