The Rules
I walk into the room looking around
Scanning left and right is so profound
I know who is here now you see
A watchful eye is well practiced daily
Next finding a seat that meets my rules can be tight
Facing the door with my back to the wall is just right
So if you want to pick the copper in the room
Remember the rules and you’ll see them really soon.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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