BEING OBSERVATIONAL
I've always been shy of mankind,Many people make me cringe.
It really isn't their problem,
It's a personality thing.
When I go out in public,
It's not often that I do.
My observation skills kick in,
It's like living in a human zoo.
Today's a little different,
Got picked up by two girls in town.
But that was only because,
I keep falling down.
Guess I'm of the age,
Where I'm a little finnacle.
It's where my sense of humour,
Seems to have reached It's pinnacle.
Two guys pass by one says. Loudly
" You never say you love me,
There's someone else I guess. Go on
Say it! Unless you've something to confess ".
The girl sitting next to me grinning said.
( While I was sitting uncomfortably on
the shopping center bench ).
" Guess there's two sides to every story ".
To which I openly replied.
( Yes there's a front side ".
She laughed as I said it,
Then finished off the last line.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Written on 2026-04-20 at 00:14
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