Finished for the Most Part

She told me to slither back into my cavern,
Sort of an unpleasant thing to say. She threw
Down the very nice purse which I gave her.
"I don't need this. I cannot be bought,"
But she kept a good grip on the keys
Of the car I had gotten for her on a long-ago
Day when she'd urged me to exit my cave.





Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2025-02-28 at 20:37

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anonface The PoetBay support member heart!
Situationally useful quips employed to much effect.
2025-03-01


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Thank you for another fine poem, Lawrence.
Blessings, Allen
2025-02-28


Albert Vynckier The PoetBay support member heart!
I have written a nice poem on Gemini and I asked the IA to comment on it, the AI made a nice and lengthy reply
so on Gemini
I get an English translation of my poems
and
a nice comment
what else to ask?
it's quite better than poetbay
2025-02-28