Man Cave
My Man Cave my shed,
All it needs is a bed.
Its become my private domain,
Where nobody can complain.
Its full of tool and all of my fishing gear,
There are even some of my comfortable old clothes that I just like to wear.
There a comfortable chair,
And lots of things I don't like to share.
I can simply fiddle about,
I can sing, scream or shout.
But mainly its a place where I can peacefully sit and just stare into space.
Copyright © Mark West | Year Posted 2023
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