Home » Poems » Cheryl Hoffman » My Stain

My Stain

In the restaurant noticed my stain, people in there thought I was insane, no more quiet, caused a riot, shouting my stain out verbally again. 12-8-16

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Mike Hauser

Date: 12/9/2016 8:51:00 AM

You're very good at these!

Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 12/9/2016 5:34:00 PM

Thanks Mike, you are very kind!:)

Chris Green

Date: 12/9/2016 7:30:00 AM

This is funny and I know this feeling. Stains bother me and it seems that no matter what I eat, it finds my clothing somehow.

Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 12/9/2016 7:37:00 AM

Yes, your fine until you notice "the dreaded Stain!" Thanks for visit and kind comment Chris!:)

Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 12/8/2016 11:33:00 PM

A good thinking limerick, Cheryl. A nice change up from the usual limericks that people post. Excellent poem that makes you think. Love always.

Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 12/9/2016 7:36:00 AM

Yes, next time I'm going to bring my shout it out spray with me, lol! Thanks for visit and kind comment Freddie! P & L~Che