Bitter Ways Poem by Dennis Go

Bitter Ways



Bitter ways come
In bridal suits.
Do these clothes fit?

Judging my looks can be
Quite a hard task.

These sleeves are a bit shorter
Than my worn out tuxedo
Dumped inside the bosom
Of my closet.

Will anybody
Lend me something?

She's waiting.

The ceremony has begun
And I still can't find
The right clothes
For the occasion.

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Dennis Go

Dennis Go

Manila, Philippines
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