Theodora (Theo) Onken

Gold Star - 25,109 Points (Washington State)

Alias's And Other Things That Don'T Have Wings - Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Such Lofty ideas...how they permeate
You want me at your every Beck and call
From FairPort to Walworth New York...
Tell you...That takes some gall;
Maybe you would have made a better neighbor
Rather than that next door Pine...
Just know you are as an upholstered chair
All Spanish in design;
What did you think i was stupid?
For up in that Loft i'd stay?
No longer at your Beck and call...
For i am headed out California way;


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 10, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 10, 2011


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