Cross
Large crosses I’ve already had to bear,
but smaller ones last year I wish I’d missed -
like getting not one Christmas gift. Unfair!
It seems that Santa’s crossed me off his list!
And one day I did not get very far
with my attempt to cross the street. Oh my!
Halfway across, I got hit by a car,
so now there is a pin inside my thigh!
Though masculine one of my roommates is,
he finds my clothes more than just entrancing.
A cross-dresser, he thought my clothes were his,
for I caught him in my panties prancing!
EWWW! The very thought of them - his bum-floss!
Is it no wonder I’ve become so cross?
Feb 27, 2019 for Carolyn Devonshire's
Cross - Your Interpretation, Old Or New For Prizes Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2019
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