Mike Hauser Poet Rhyme

Sticks and Stones

I have sticks and you have stones
Mine I swing while your's you throw
You go high and I go low
Both good for breaking of the bones

Be careful of the shattered glass
From the house where we both live
Over what it was I said
Over what it was you did

I'm not sure we'll ever learn
How much our words really hurt
You're slinging mud, I'm tossing dirt
Not quite sure which one is worse

If we look hard I'm sure we'll find
That our pants are both on fire
As you go low and I go higher
Doesn't mean we're not both liars

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart December 7, 2017 at 9:44 PM Awesome pen, still gigglin' from your intro ;) xomo!

Lewis Raynes December 7, 2017 at 8:45 PM what a great poem Mike, always two side to the same story, great write.

Cheryl Hoffman December 7, 2017 at 7:12 PM I'm glad you have a good marriage Mike; but I betcha a lot of marriages out there have stick and stone fights unfortunately! Good one Mike!~Che :)