John Curtis Poet Rhyme

I Hate My Trench Coat

I have to wear a trench coat
To cover suit and tie
I hate that green old trench coat
I really cannot lie.

I hate the way it bags and sags
And flips and flaps around
The way the belt comes loose
And drags along the ground

That stupid belt just won’t stay put
No matter how it’s tied
It slips and snakes and sticks in doors
Oh that I can’t abide

When I get into my car
And make my way to work
Half the coat sticks out the door
Soaked in mud and dirt

I’m gonna ditch that green old coat
A truer wish I’ve never felt.
Maybe buy a gray or tan
Definitely without a belt.

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Donna Jones December 20, 2013 at 10:12 PM Ahh.this is awesome....and I so relate!!!!don't know how many times my belt has been caught in the car door! :-) :-) Donna Jones December 20, 2013 at 10:12 PM Thanks for all your nice comments by the way:-) :-)

Joseph Sergi November 24, 2013 at 6:03 PM great flow and humor with this one I enjoyed it John Curtis November 24, 2013 at 6:09 PM Appreciate your comment Joseph

Andrea Dietrich November 24, 2013 at 3:01 PM this is awesome. I just love a poem like this that takes an ordinary thing and brings humor to it! John Curtis November 24, 2013 at 6:09 PM Thank you Andrea!