A Poem
A poem in three stages
Whilst eating a meat pie
She embraced vegetarianism
Hidden under the weight of his opinions
[and ever expandng girth]
He 'PUBLICLY DENOUNCED]
third world poverty and hunger
[as he reached for his KING SIZED MARS BAR]
On the coroners report it stated
'Pipes blocked and furry'
'I knew it was his pipes' his wife cried[too late]
'Stupid man, he called the plumber, when I said PIPES!
[Under the rule of the poem this is a disclaimer to say
None of the above characters alludes to real people,
secondly this is not a poem, but an observation.....
of sorts..........depending on how
you read it.It is not flammable or open to erudite intellectuall
debate.....but who knows you could give it a try, if it makes you
feel better
poem by Yvette Smith
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