The Bard and the B!tch
.
How pass the time
do I
as I
on my merry way
on the train
or simply bus
travel 'cross these
carved out lands
Uv course
i reached
in the depths of mine
pockets
from one a crinkled slip
and the other
a pen with life’s nicks
and
proceed to capture
with a bard's lisp
the tangled hair
uv some little B!tch
*'twuz the stray...whut :}
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2010
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