Short Cabby Poems

Long years back writing just was a job,
To my boss— a bugbear, my pet lob,
It then turned to hobby—
To numb noise my Dolby,
My life’s passion by now consigned FOB
Of an unpaid cabby,
A do-not-so hubby,
A horse in harness, show-off doorknob.
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FOB: Free on board as in shipments
Reflections |02.05.2023| humour...

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Many a book comes
With collage on covers 
Some become chums
A few of them lovers

When you have read
The poems and tales
The salty moon pales
There waits the cabby

We are in the look out
For new word and story
If you have your clout 
You are in your glory

If this sounds airy-fairy
Eat drink and be merry
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5/16/2015...

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