Oh Brother. Poem by lindan anthony

Oh Brother.



he sat quietly
nursing a beer
so far
the night had been quite queer

in she walked
hot as a flame
all high and mighty
his kinda dame

he thought for a moment
then he exclaimed
in the venacular of the times
'hey babe, what's your sign'?

in a hiss of sweet breath
daring to offend
without blinking an eye
she replied
'Dead end'!

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