Sidney Beck Poet Monorhyme

Porridge

PORRIDGE





                                   I’ve put up with it for years   -   how?

It’s been too long, but no more.
My head is sore, it’s such a bore.
She’s been always daily to the fore,
And nightly too with her snore.
Not like our early days of yore.

                             I wonder who’s stirring her porridge now?

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Kim Rodrigues June 29, 2017 at 10:49 AM A snore's not worth it if love's not in the porridge! Loving your brief poetry! My attention span can handle it! Sidney Beck June 29, 2017 at 12:41 PM Again, thanks for liking my stuff...i appreciate your support very much ........Syd