Treasure Island

Yoni Assis

(01/07/1978 / Brooklyn, NY)

Old AD

Look at me
I’m Sandra Dee
Wait, I’m not she
I’m only AD

Look at me
I’m Ol’ AD
Don’t leave me be
I have the key

Look at me
I’m your AD
The world must see
Peek through the tree

Look at me
I’m their AD
Like the A.P.
Just with more glee

Look at me
I’m our AD
Ain’t EZ to be
Someone like he

Look at me
I’m the AD
What does it mean?
Hell, beats me

Submitted: Tuesday, May 11, 2010

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  • Bri Edwards (7/17/2013 3:11:00 PM)

    another good one, but i would not have thought it good until i read the last line. by the way, i'm glad you remembered the comma after Hell. i would not want Hell beating you, no matter how shitty the poem was/is. thanks for sharing. far from my favorite on ph, but for some reason i will send it to my poemlist. (Report) Reply

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