Ive Stayed To Long

you have over stayed your welcome when

Bar stools know the shape of your ass Blindfolded.


if bar towels smell good

you have stayed to long,


whatever happened to magic wands and yellow

horses you could ride for 25 cents.........


a begging hand with no fingers tries  to open

a window to hard to open.

it's getting to be too much effort to stand on two feet!!!!!



I've decided to go the rest of the way on all

fours screaming only to garbage cans that will listen.



But I've still stayed too long.




Frank Penicaro (c)copyright 2010
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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