David Lessard

Freshman - 744 Points (09-14-1941 / Massachusetts)

Super Odd. - Poem by David Lessard

Your back, just like a habit,
that I've tried years to stop;
you weren't content beneath me,
you wanted on the top.

To wear the pants and strut,
to have the final say;
but every time you talked,
your foot got in the way.

I was happy when you left me,
the stress of you was gone;
the bickering, the quarrels,
they just went on and on and on.

Without you, I had peace,
now you come groaning back;
cut out the whining wails,
and please, cut me some slack.

There can't be two alpha males,
forget it, your a broad!
and two similar attractions,
can make one super odd.

Topic(s) of this poem: unrequited love


Comments about Super Odd. by David Lessard

  • Sara Fielder (6/11/2014 9:30:00 AM)


    Perfection. You have captured the personality of these folks that can't help themselves from trying to control others. Interestingly, it is their own insecurity causing them to do this. (Report) Reply

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  • (6/8/2014 10:53:00 AM)


    A moment of levity! Sometimes, we're better off alone. (Report) Reply

  • (6/8/2014 8:47:00 AM)


    Haha! Love this captivating and thoroughly humorous poem! Kudos to you David! (Works both ways which is why I made the decision long ago to remain single!) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 6, 2014



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