King Sized Bull Crap
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He whispered to her, "I love you so"
She smiled at him, "Yes, I know"
I call that some king size bull crap
Making him feel like such a sap
I saw her walk by the poorest of poor
With not a smile - like she was grandeur
Knowing this was just king size bull crap
I thought, for her, I'll set a booby trap
He gave her the world on a silver spoon
Nothing was forbidden – not even the moon
It was easy to see this was king size bull crap
For her, though, he was always such a good chap
I watched from afar as they gave her the world
Dancing and laughing, together they always twirled
When they were left out, it was king size bull crap
It seemed they’d been given a big, giant foolscap
Hearts afire, they bought the ticket to paradise
Never realizing they were too young for the price
It cost them their youth and it was king size bull crap
That gave them this painful and discouraging mishap
I overheard the joke they were playing
It was sad and wrong - I was praying
This was much worse than king size bull crap
This brought a darkness they would unwrap
Feelings poured from her silent lips
She was one who had been given scripts
By someone who fed her their king size bull crap
Making her feel less, like she deserved a handicap
I knew that I was wrong to do this thing
Listened to my heart and accepted his ring
Soon I knew I’d slipped into some king size bull crap
Everything started smelling like a stinking rattrap
There are highs and lows and many in between times
When we share our worries, our doubts and crimes
But when it comes down to it, king size bull crap
Is something we spend our time trying to zap!
King Size Bull Crap Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: charles messina
December 20, 2021
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2021
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