Something To Hide Poem by Sarah Stetler
Something To Hide
Wearing sweats the size of Montana
Hiding your back pack every time someone tries to touch it as if you're a kangaroo trying to hide her pups
Wearing a jacket as thick as molasses, not to mention in weather as hot as Hades
Telling secrets like a child in a game of telephone
You’ve got something to hide
Screening your phone calls as if some one had been killed or soon would be
Blaring music so loud it could be heard in china just to have a phone conversation
You’ve definitely got something to hide
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5/4/2024 3:33:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I enjoyed reading this, so I gave it an 8 because others might like to read it as well. The point here is clear and simple and I'm not even sure it warrants a writing of any kind. But, if you are going to write something. Write it with some talent. That is something I see here. I'll read another and we'll see. GW62