I'M Stuck
I'm Stuck
Help
I'm stuck.
What the fork?
A pigs mucky
Her belly of pork.
Snorted this way
and that.
We rocked in,
and rolled one song.
That's it.
Didn't I say that,
no more?
Stop.
No more chewing the fat
for old time's sake,
and everything went wrong.
How can it?
Leave it to my seeing eye dog
in finding it's way.
How can the balloon pop?
Now she's pregnant.
Brought water to a drought
and now I'm stuck.
All because of a plastic fork,
life's gone amok.
My wife
my sweet wife
I'm sorry
of throwing
our lives
down
her drain.
connie pachecho
8/27/17
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