See the wallowing of the man,
I think he's angry at the madman.
He finds it hard to see the girlfriend,
Shadowed over by the crazed gable end.
Who is that waddling near the dog?
In the park, by the pond I think he'd like to eat the frog.
She is but a perfect girl,
Admired as she sits upon a water’s curl.
She's not alone she brings a kitten,
a pet goldfish, and lots of Battle of Britain.
The goldfish likes to lick salt,
Especially one that's in the Pinault.
The man shudders at the nocturnal cheese
He want to leave but she wants the overseas.
This is the ADVENTITIOUS LIFE OF A WALLOWING MAN AND ALL THAT SURROUNDS HIM-
11/20/19
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
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