Oh at times we'd wish we'd ,

Said nowt , left out tongs stilled ,

Exprest out ,

But now it's out , in the open ,

Nowt can now be taken back ,

Cat out the bag ,

Chickens home too roost.

''Send '' clicked,

Now it's out their, fore all ,

To read ,

Well that's life , aint it just.


The Dyslexic Poet

Ken D Williams