The Fireplace Poem by Phil Soar

The Fireplace



I woke up in the fireplace, a funny place to wake
I'd probably had too much to drink, and that was a mistake
I'm glad it wasn't burning, as it was warm outside
Otherwise I'd have burnt my ass, and lost a sense of pride

Friday, June 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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