A Poor Me For the Ages

A POOR ME FOR THE AGES

I was older      she was so young      I was stupid
But I was helpless      she flirted      threw me a smile
Oh, poor me      I melted      that look
That long, black hair      that perfume
Those eyes      that perfect bod      I was so lonely
No one understood me      oh, poor me
Didn’t like my job      job paid so well though
Wife left me      I started drinking
Smoked like a chimney      watched ****
Had such fantasies      why did she say yes?
Expensive dinner      wasn’t that good
And that necklace      money getting short
She called me sugar daddy      oh, poor me
She was such a flirt      she loved all men
Age didn’t matter      she has a new car
I paid for it      then I really was broke
Had to move      sold everything      she said, get lost
Lost my job      flop house was bad      
Cardboard box is worse      oh, poor, poor me
Old women shun me      dogs and cats shun me
Do I deserve this?      Oh well
That roach wasn’t bad      no bones

Dave Austin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Devonshire Avatar
October 8, 2014 at 3:00 PM
LOL I see what you mean, Daver. Yes, I can easily see the humor throughout this poem. I was laughing out loud long before the cardboard box and the roach! Great parody, my friend. It goes to my favorites. As they say, it's in "the eye of the beholder." :D Love, carolyn
Dietrich Avatar
October 6, 2014 at 6:13 PM
boy, I sure hope there was not much truth in this one because that is a sad story. But it was a story that really kept my interest! A great pity party!
Gasun Avatar
October 6, 2014 at 8:56 AM
Oh, this is an awesome heartfelt write my dear friend Dave. I was so delighted to read it. Great job but hope it's just a fiction. Thank you so much for sharing! Have a great day! love lots and hugs, Leonora
Austin Avatar
October 6, 2014 at 3:23 PM
Thanks for reading , Leonora. I have had a grasshopper or two in the early days, but no roaches. Love, daver
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