On That Ol' Trampoline
Arrogant and full of conceit,
thinks he’s part of the elite-
seeking that which gives a boast,
not thinking ‘bout what matters most.
Parades around swagger with pride,
way too much, if I must confide-
he fears not the end of all time,
and strolls toward the silver dime.
Then you ask me, “why should I care?”
and I say, “OOOPS! I didn’t see you there-
well if you must know what I mean…
poured caffeine on Jean on the trampoline!
August 30, 2019
SWAGGER Poetry Contest
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