We Old Poets Love Our Rhyme
We Old Poets Love Our Rhyme
We old poets love a sweetly flowing rhyme
we made our phone calls with just a dime
Movie for two, drinks, change from a dollar
we drank great hard liquor to hoop and holler
Gals we chased first, then we went a courtin'
no hanky panky and so very little cavortin'
A night out was to a movie theater or play
never late could a very good gal ever stay
We old poets still love a sweet and fine rose
as long as it rhymes almost anything goes
Once my gal had such bright and pretty shoes
she gave me a treasure when I hadn't any clues
We old poets dearly love our inspiring Muse
Gifts us such lovely inspiring words to choose
R. J. LINDLEY, 07-30-2014
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2014
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