The Gift Horse Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
The Gift Horse
The Gift Horse
I`m a sensible person
get easily hurt,
when I offered
her car because
because I was leaving
she refused,
had wanted a more modern vehicle.
I sold the car
When she asked for
the car, it was too late
her tears meant nothing
she had made
the cardinal sin looking into the gift horse`s mouth.
Sunday, October 28, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: story
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