Show me where my money went
My cash you have so clearly spent,
No thought of guilt or consequence
Just living large at my expense.
Your inner rot may not show
But it taints the air around, you know.
Now you sit in a gilded cage,
While I must toil to earn a wage.
Instead of enjoying a well-earned rest
I now must give my very best
Or find myself crying salty tears
As I waste these golden years.
But change place with you I never would
For I have acted as I should,
And so my sleep at night is deep
For what we sow we all must reap.
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An attempt to write a poem a day for a whole year... no guarantees on quality - just quantity!
A poem a day to keep brain rot away
Join me as I attempt to create a poem a day... whether awesome, bawdy, corny, dreadful, entertaining, fabulous, gross or hilariously hokey, I will try to string together everything from couplets to limericks - just for the fun of fiddling with words!
May 3rd, 2012
Today is quite a special day. I have actually reached the one year mark. I posted my first poem on May 3rd, 2011. I have had a great time doing this. It has basically become a habit and I don’t really want to stop. So, I am going to continue this thread because I have enjoyed it so much. It’s true that most of the poems were terrible. Some were good (or at least I thought so!) but mostly they were a reflection of something I either saw that day, thought of, felt or heard. In any case, I hope you have enjoyed the ride as much as I have. Here’s to letting the word out – come what may!
1 comment:
Great poem! I loved it!
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