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.
Copyright © John Curtis | Year Posted 2013
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