Loving To Pick Up And Trick Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

'Take your dirty boots,
And put them somewhere else...
Besides,
Stinking up my mud room.

Take your dirty boots,
That you wear to strut the gutters...
To roam.
Out of my home.'

She said this to rid,
Another lover.
Another lover promising,
To be true.
She said this to rid,
Another.lover.
Another lover she picked...
From the gutter.

No one can change anybody,
If they're doing the same...
'Thang'.
And no one can change anybody,
With it claimed...
They've left behind,
What they crave but still deny.

'Take your dirty boots,
Out of my home.'
She said this to rid,
Another lover.
Another lover promising,
To be true.
She said this to rid,
Another.lover.
Another lover she picked...
From the gutter.

Mud to sling doesn't mean anything.
When one who struts the gutter,
Does another.

'Take your dirty boots,
Out of my home.'
She said this to rid,
Another lover.

Mud to sling doesn't mean anything.
When one who struts the gutters,
Does another.
While loving to pick up and trick,
Lovers.