William F Dougherty

Rookie - 54 Points (West Hartford, CT)

Bamboozled - Poem by William F Dougherty

Arthur rubbed his bristly chin
with the back of a quaking hand,
frowned at the crumpled paper,
squinted, straining to understand.

The note gave only a new address,
no message, or any reason why-
a mystery hidden under the gin,
between the bourbon and the rye.


Comments about Bamboozled by William F Dougherty

  • Rookie - 340 Points Captain Cur (6/8/2012 2:36:00 PM)

    Where was Jack?
    Red or Black.
    Nice sobering poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 25, 2012


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