Peeping Tom Poem by Bryan Corbett

Peeping Tom



I peeked through the window
night after night
week after week
month after month

I saw you there
and I watched
and I wondered

if you ever realized
that I saw you standing
out there
in my bushes?

Thursday, March 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: humor
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