Reason A. Poteet Poet Couplet

My Latest Local Farce

My latest local farce, oh, what a schmooze!
oily words from his thick lips fairly ooze.
Behind my back, he must think I’m a hick,
ducking and dodging him doesn’t quite stick. 
He’ll pop out of nowhere, but I don’t drool,
not when he treats me like somebody’s fool.
I want to purge my mem'ry of his muck.
He’s not really rude, just a roguish puck
or maybe simply an ill-behaved imp.
He’s like a certain, curious chimp.
He chatters away; I skip past his teeth
to hear what is the bewitching beneath -
affections which are a weak, vain attempt
to air his supercilious contempt.  

written May 10, 2017

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Andrea Dietrich May 13, 2017 at 9:37 PM I enjoyed the rhyming of this one. Fun couplets, Reason! Reason A. Poteet May 14, 2017 at 7:34 PM One of the easiest word banks, I've ever written, Andrea. The words (end rhyme) were a natural for the topic of unwanted admirer. Thanks for the comment. It was fun writing, glad you enjoyed the reading of it.