Had Been a Bill Found On the Floor

Had Been a Bill Found on the Floor

There had been a bill found on the floor,
Which helped unemployed and the poor,
And we agreed,
For those in need,
Of stamps to buy food with at the store.

Poem a collector's item soon became,
Never would find any fortune or fame;
Often sought;
Loved a lot,
And I had been given all of the blame.

What should I do for another encore;
Demand my poems write many more;
Personal protection;
Great selection,
Am a poet who they call a paramour.

Instead of having appeared as humanistic,
According to latest latent and strict statistic,
And each word,
Completely absurd;
Poem made by moron who may be a mystic.

Jim Horn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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