Arthur Vaso Poet Free verse

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Misery loves company!!!

I Am Dead and I Am Leaving

Eight hours of toiling in the sun
With pick and axe digging for rum
Captive to the sentence yet
Prisoner to none

Hard labour, and this sure ain’t fun
Sweating in the heat, shoveling the dun
Digging and digging this work never done
Callused hands and a back carrying tons

The sun is setting, yet escape seems far
After all the digging is the gravel and tar
I am dead, dead dead!
Dead tired and wish I was in bed

So fair warning I am leaving here soon
Leaving this torture, to sing another tune
Leaving, I am to fetch me some brew
Some Tim Horton’s coffee and maybe some stew

brb


ummmm a coffee shop, lets see what trouble I can get into there!!!!! :)

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Andrea Dietrich September 4, 2017 at 6:21 PM haha, I was thinking this was gonna be something else altogether! REminds me of the song Working on the Chain Gang. Good one, Arthur.

Alexis Y. September 4, 2017 at 11:42 AM I thoroughly enjoyed this write from start to finish. There's nothing "fun" about the prison life but you had me laughing out loud with this hilarious write- Alexis

Tim Smith September 4, 2017 at 10:27 AM Awesome, can you get me something while you're there?

Joseph May September 4, 2017 at 9:40 AM You have three angels to help you!..Nicely penned Arthur

Darren White September 4, 2017 at 2:31 AM 'Oh Brother Where Art Thou' is what comes to mind reading this. Go get em, tiger ;)

Jan Allison September 4, 2017 at 1:20 AM made me giggle Arthur and is that Charlie's Angels I see there lol :-) hugs jan xx