The Dude
Floating around the town
Not looking up or down
Whistling a little tune
At night baying at the moon
Chasing the odd skirt now and then
Just a distraction in the end
Such a snappy dresser he was
Never a straight answer just because
And the truth is such a little thing
When to a conversation it will bring
Something unusual he would think
Maybe even bring him to the brink.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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