I, Me, Mine Poem by Brian Taylor

I, Me, Mine



In the Beginning
(or perhaps a little later)
there was I.

And then, because I was lonely,
there was ME.

And WE got on like a house on fire!
And, so that we could have something in common,
there was MINE.
And we got on like a house on fire.
(Very MUCH like a house on fire!)

And then YOU came along
and spoilt everything
because YOU wanted YOURS;
and what YOU called YOURS
was actually mine.

And to make matters worse,
you brought HIM with you;
and he wanted HIS.

And although he could have SHARED YOURS,
he didn't. He wanted it all to himself.
AND he wanted MINE.

And so it all went wrong.
There was the Spanish Armada
and the French Revolution
and the Second World War
and Vietnam
and Tony Blair
and it's all such a MESS!

And yet, it started out so WELL!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Douglas Scotney 26 February 2019

and it's only going to get more complicated, Brian

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Adeline Foster 10 October 2015

‘tis true when all is well, someone is sure to put their oar in. Read mine—Who Am I - Adeline

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Brian Taylor 11 October 2015

Thanks, Adeline.

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Wojja Fink 25 March 2009

spot on I me mine all the time.. George Harrison also sang it...nice reminder....thanks John

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C. P. Sharma 04 December 2008

Am I awake Or in trance! Or caught in three weird sisters' dance. I am Brian Or is Brian me! Or we both are Linden! Or Linden is He! ! ! ! !

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C. P. Sharma 04 December 2008

hi Brian, This is beauty. You think like me. CP

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