A Personal Shortcoming
Maybe I just don't know how to have fun. The zydeco band'sGot the whole place jumping. Lovers and strangers are dancing,
And beautiful women are passing on every side. The beer's not
Too pricey. The food's very good, and the weather is perfect,
So why am I wasting my time lamenting that I'm here alone
Because you couldn't come? It's not like you're air. I'm
Surviving without you. It's just that I'm not having fun.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2019-04-25 at 19:14
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