Dire. Poem by Tom Allport
Dire.
the gas bill is not paid
Magpies are free
The horizon is cloudy
While sad Mary sips tea
Bobs lost his job
Due to a politicians lies
This dire reality
Makes sad Mary now realise
Life really sucks.
Saturday, May 10, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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