Submit
well what do I submit to today?
The call of the wild
Or the word of I say.
Who wants to bully me today?
A peer or a punk
Or some broad with some junk in her trunk.
Luggage so heavy
And severe
To make me act perhaps demure.
I scoff at that thought
And really think naught
Even in arrears.
Give me a smile
A country mile wide
To make you my friend.
Life takes good nafarious flings
To ruin my sacred happy things
So magnify my grey matter
With pathos
That really doth matter.
poem by John Shea
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