Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Don't trouble me with your own needs.
Don't trouble me with that you see.
Don't trouble me with your beliefs.
You've got your troubles,
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My foot finally struck,
Upon you in a place...
I promised you it would land.
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There is nothing like being made,
To look like someone's fool.
With a learning of a lesson taught,
By another who has brought 'something'...
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There would be no friend of mine,
Pretending to be one all the time...
That would talk about me behind my back.
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I know of no 'other' one...
NO ONE,
Who would turn their back...
On their worldly possessions,
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Is there anything done,
That a peeping tom does not see?
Is there anything that goes unanalyzed,
By those wishing to copy every detail spied?
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I don't want to hear where it is,
Nor be shown just examples of it.
To sample as if offered on a buffet.
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Here is the envelope,
You pressured me to get!
And no more from me,
Do you get to lick.
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I am not one so quick
To pass my friendship around.
Or solicit acceptance
From those with frowns.
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No more...fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
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