Tom Bell Poet Bio

Stand-Up Comedian

Birds are chirpping,
I don't know why,
Hope to find out,
Before I die...

I'm a stand-up comedian
Sitting before computer screen,
Writing funny things,
Are they ever seen?

A foot of snow outside,
Finally a day worthy
For me to hide...

I've got enough milk,
I have enough heat,
So it ain't like 3 years ago,
When it was quite a feat

To survive an  unheated house,
With money long gone,
To wear all the clothes,
That I could put on,

Beneath every blanket,
The house did then own,
But still it was too cold,
I could not help but to groan...

Somehow it tempered me,
Ultimately it made me strong,
Survival instincts,
I had lacked for so long...

Phones, money, food,
Gas, electricity too,
Became things i had to learn,
How, without, I must do

Somehow I survived,
And learned a lesson well,
The world was not the oyster,
Of this sorry old tom bell.

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