Fisticuffs
Fisticuffs
Miracle Man
12/23/2024
Brawling is only for the young and foolish,
those with a yet to be developed brain.
Instead of taking their cue from cupid,
many minds are centered on raising cane.
Advanced years
transformed me from “Pit’” to chihuahua,
I bark from the porch but age stole my bite.
I’ve now become as “yellow as mustard,
and couldn’t be poured into a fight”.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2024
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