Optometrist Poem by James B. Earley
Optometrist
Cover your eye..Mr. Earley
...Now what do you see..
It's you........Doctor
....Looking at me...
I sense..........Mr. Earley
You're mocking..
.............Me.....
No Doctor....as I look at you
...Clearly...it's only you I see
Some..other..optometrist
...........I suggest...you see...
There's a pain...in my ass....Mr. Earley
.....Just.......looking at me
Jim, I suspect the recipe for this very original poem was 5 cups of Levity and 10 heaping spoonfuls of your amazing wit. A hugely enjoyable read. (Love your tremendous creativity!)
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4/24/2024 9:42:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful, now I'm getting the good stuff. I could read work like this all day. Original!