Gershon Wolf Poet Couplet

Last Resort

      Can’t fly, no wings
        no voice, can’t sing

      Can’t act, no passion
        wardrobe's out of fashion

      For music, no ear 	
        quit school, no career     

      Always fall, can’t play ball
         so ~ I chronicle it all

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Bill Baker August 26, 2025 at 4:18 PM And you do a great job of it, Gershon. Chronicle On! Bill p.s. I think Deb may think my BB on your poems is you, my friend.

Deb M August 22, 2025 at 8:36 AM You are a clever little sausage BB haha!! Love this….Debx Deb M August 22, 2025 at 11:15 AM Hehe….indeed you are my friend!! Gershon Wolf August 22, 2025 at 11:09 AM Now I'm a sausage, eh? Well, this sausage so clever just met a cleaver so sharp. Hmm....

Kim Rodrigues August 22, 2025 at 7:49 AM Clever! Love it! Fave

Jeanette Swan August 22, 2025 at 6:37 AM I want wings too! J :)

sara Etgen-Baker August 22, 2025 at 4:19 AM liked the flow of these couplets. I didn't play any sports either...most clumsy! Chose writing and teaching instead. Gershon Wolf August 24, 2025 at 7:14 PM Oh, but I did play sports, all the sports, kltuzy though I was.

Terry Miller August 22, 2025 at 3:31 AM This is fab Gershon