Poetry being what it is, is an expression of the soul. So please proceed with caution as my soul can often be found on the dark side.Feel free to comment, suggest, or just tell me I'm one crazy b!+(#-- Thanks for visiting and either warn off or refer a friend.
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Dad
Dad
My Dad
A lapsed Mormon
Who’s first cup of Joe
Swirls with sugar
And the following are
Laced with Jim
Or Jack
Or whatever store brand
Dependent on the availability
Of Union Work
Or Unemployment Checks.
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