Please forgive my bad language,

But it suits the poem.


My equilibrium shot,

Have to be careful

Don't land on my bot.

Wouldn't be fair,

On my dairy air.

It's the only one,

That I've got.

Although I've known

A few.

That travel around with,

An arsehole or two.

Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-03-01 at 01:16

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dott Print text Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
hehehe... ain't that the truth? ;) I also have a big smile on my face with this, merci.

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I needed a smile and you provided it! Thanks, Alan.