The Hammer of Thor
THE HAMMER OF THOR
Twas but a state of troubled restless tears
To bring mere lalochezia to mind,
And thinking not that I'd be doing years
Alone all night, with not a friend to find.
Oh ****! that effing dork I'd come to know
Just yesterday, he set my path to be
In more or less, where never I should go
Without a weapon for defending me.
Twas Gay Paree! The term now changed by fate
And all the songs we'd come to holding dear
So out of tune cause it's another state
Not out of sight, but in a closet here.
And when I hit my thumb the hammer flew
Across the sky! To where, I never knew.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
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