Bernie The Con Man Poem by Donal Mahoney

Bernie The Con Man



Bernie the Con Man swears
he's on the straight and narrow

but he scoots when he walks,
whispers when he talks,

and people still believe him.
Maybe you can tell me if

he's always been this way.
He tries to tell the truth

but honesty evades him.
He's always on the move

like the silverfish I saw
darting in the shower,

dodging every stomp,
another Fred Astaire.

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