BY THE WAY I WON THE LOTTORY!
We talk on the phone ,She said she did not ,
Have the time to meet ,
Up ,
I were kind of used to ,
To her excuses ,
The I menshand in by the way ,
Kind of way ,
That I'd won some money on the ,
Lottery ,
I bypassed , avoided telling her how ,
Just how much ,
Eagerly , she agreed to us meeting up ,
We met at '' The Cross '' ,
To a stores caf'e we went ,
Small talk we had ,
Her interest , yes her greed ,
Got the better of her ,
'' So how much did you win?''
To my wallet slowly my hand went ,
From it I took a £10 note ,
The look on her face had to be seen ,
A pitcher , a donkeys head now upon her ,
Shoulders sat , ehar ehar , she brayed ,
Her face were pink , now drained of couler,
''You've benefited from my win '' ,
Said I ,
As I looked upon the fare on the table ,
Orange jounce and cake.
The Dyslexic Poet
Ken D Williams
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2010-01-12 at 07:26
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