Th' Glass Was Half Empty... Poem by Michael Gale

Th' Glass Was Half Empty...



Th' glass was half empty...
As empty as his hair...
Do i dare say, that not i care?
The all surrounding hooplah creates all tempting...As i myself am self exzempting.
Yo, yo, yo and away i should go...Git a-back on my raft to sail asway on the oceanic sprays...
Bubbling avast th' tendeared lossed days.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: hair
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Michael Gale

Michael Gale

Chicago Illinois/Oklahoma City.
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