Dear Andrea
Dear Andrea
When we let it go, where to?
All of it or maybe only a few;
Perhaps you I have deceived
Nothing is left to be relieved.
So decided to have some fun
For President wanted to run
Way I was had been pathetic
Lazy, tired and not energetic.
One of Andrea's poems had read
Knows how to knock them dead
Her poem was not properly fitted
Of breaking rules had been acquitted.
Jim Horn
Actually it is about me and my poems.
Ho ho.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment