An Offer You Refused Poem by Michael Fischer

I offered you my life,
but you held your breath.
I lie in bed exhausted,
and you send your death!

Your mom must be proud;
You wear her genes well!
How do you stay so clean
digging the soil for gold?

A diver in shallow ends;
Close to your family tree.
What a shame it would be
if you learned to swim!

Your mom must be proud;
You wear her genes well!
How do you stay so clean
wearing hand me downs?

I offered you my life,
but you held your breath.
But I got out of bed!
Yours still has siding!

Your mom must be proud;
You wear her genes well!

Your mom must be proud;
You wear her genes well;
Around your pale ankles!
Around your pale ankles!