A Lot More Bounce Poem by Donal Mahoney

A Lot More Bounce



Fred jerks back in his recliner
as his wife puts him on the spot
and asks his opinion about

a dress she bought on sale
at a fancy place for a great price.
The dress is the size she wore

years ago when they first met.
It was the only size left.
Fred shouldn't have said

"Lovely dress, my dear, for
evenings around the house.
A lot more bounce.'

Sunday, February 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: marriage
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