Herringbone Poem by D.N. Rebb

Herringbone

Rating: 5.0

Herring bone's stuck in my throat
Finger down the pipe doesn't help
What an unlucky predicament
Really need some assistance, I yelp
But no one's willing to come for free
Only offer their specific terms
Ya, free corporate world at play
An integrated rose with thorns

Oh, herring bone
I should ‘a known
It's just a herring bone
Just a herring bone

The preceding days of handshakes long gone
Common courtesy to the back is thrown
Who'd predict we'd ever get this remote
Visible s**t only has one direction to flow
Ya, a complimentary universe at play
How much are we willing to pay for that life?
Determine the worth of one's wretched tale
What's filed away in those secret archives?

Oh, herring bone
I should ‘a known
It's just a herring bone
Just a herring bone

It's a shame we need to beg
No one wants to play fallen hero
Lord, is there really any hope?
Or is our vision just too narrow?
It's just a herring bone in my throat
Maybe shouldn't eat such fastidious fish
Still, was trying to be really careful
For a meticulous unanimous wish

Oh, herring bone
I should ‘a known
It's just a herring bone
Just a herring bone

Friday, September 8, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: hero
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I wrote this as a song. I can't sing. But can hear Gord Downie singing it. (RIP)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Richard Wlodarski 09 September 2023

2) I can't sing either. But that doesn't stop me from singing karaoke! And having a great time!

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Richard Wlodarski 09 September 2023

It would be interesting to have AI compose it with Downie's voice. Should you decide to do that, please let me hear it. Thanks, Gord. I mean D.N.!

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