Clive Gets

Good ole Clive is only 67, an going for a rest, signed himself in to a mad house, 4 bed swapping it seems best, Clive's been hanging with a shiela, leccy trike she rides about, handicapped is Ophelia? nope, she has it all worked out. Taxi driver and a street kid, some of the boyfriends of Ophelia, with Clive on the side, yes 3 to ride, subtle cards, i have to deal ya, so for a rest i did suggest, might be more in the field of play? signed him in, banging in the wheelie bin, yet love does find a way. Don
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Treetop Avatar
January 5, 2012 at 1:53 PM
Tell you mate, streuth you really freaked out with this whooper. Good on you mate! keep em rolling!
Lane Avatar
January 5, 2012 at 4:44 AM
That's why I ride a unicycle.
Johnson Avatar
January 5, 2012 at 5:12 PM
do it have the seat on or off :) tch tch
Roberts Avatar
January 4, 2012 at 10:18 PM
another extremely interesting piece Don, much enjoyed
Northeast Avatar
January 4, 2012 at 7:14 PM
well done Don, : ) brenda
Sivey Avatar
January 4, 2012 at 5:13 PM
Wow, what a clever write Don! I really loved this poem, it's very unique! And you portray the way to love through the most interesting ways! I, however, am not in a Mad House! But I can write as if I'm in one if it's called for!! You should make a contest about being in a Mad House...That would be quite exciting! Awesome Work!!
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace