A Poor Man's Lament Poem by Sheldon Moore

A Poor Man's Lament



There’s a man with a big red head
Who use to fly right out of bed
His body now gives him trouble
And time is bursting his bubble
So when he awakes in the sack
The only thing stiff is his back

Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humor
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