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Grook Sorry Poems | Grook Poems About Sorry

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Details | Grook |

BUT--the Apology Eraser

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			The ones who say, "For what I did,
			I'm sorry," then proceed with "BUT"
			are insincere. Their bid to rid
			themselves of blame becomes a cut,
			a catty kick right to the gut.


posted February 15, 2016

entered in Brian Strand's Contest 264 (any theme or form, 8-line max)
on January 20, 2017
		
			

Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2016



Details | Grook |

Debt

It was collected with deal
It backfired with glee
Refunding with pain
Casting away the gain
Sweats burrowed the furrows
To move,we borrowed the barrows
The barons gave the limit
The fire cackled in the pit
I am hot from pursue
I'm told I''ll be sued
Who will stand for me?
It is debt!
And I am incepted
And I am shamed
That's what debt does to all.

Copyright © NWANDO OBIANYOR | Year Posted 2007