Trio

Three men enter the room as one.
First is the man I'm afraid that I am,
The quarrelsome coward, who's
Dull, but strange. Second is he who
I wish that I was with his golden
Tongue and big ideas, and the third
Is unknown. You'll have to describe
For me this one you say that you love.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-05-08 at 22:12

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