A Walking Cliche Poem by Joe Hughes

A Walking Cliche



I am a walking cliche
With blood, yes guts - alive.
I go to work each morning,
Returning home at five.

I'm mortgaged to my neckline.
I've got the latest car
But just like many others
My mind's in sunny lands afar.

I've got a blonde haired wife
With kids of 2.3 so far.
I've got all the latest sport's gear
I drink in the best bars.

I'm at the gym four nights a week.
I've got to keep so healthy.
My TV screen is ten feet wide
But I'm really not that wealthy.

I am a walking cliche
But I'm different from the rest
'Cos I've got lots of personal tattoos
Underneath my vest!

Friday, March 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Joe Hughes

Joe Hughes

Drogheda, Ireland
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