Submit Poem by John Shea

well what do I submit to today?
The call of the wild
Or the word of I say.

Who wants to bully me today?
A peer or a punk
Or some broad with some junk in her trunk.

Luggage so heavy
And severe
To make me act perhaps demure.

I scoff at that thought
And really think naught
Even in arrears.

Give me a smile
A country mile wide
To make you my friend.

Life takes good nafarious flings
To ruin my sacred happy things

So magnify my grey matter
With pathos
That really doth matter.