Just Me and Simone Biles
Another contest
despaired of my fate
So down and depressed
threw up what I ate
Just me and Simone Biles
'cept for 'one or two traits...'
I'd plumb forgotten
how my pen thinks
By the time I remembered
I'd run out of ink
So, Simone, my dear
we've lots in common
We both lost our grip
~ then hit rock bottom
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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