The Guitarist Poem by Cecil (cj) Krieger
The Guitarist
He played on the guitar like a pizzicato
Who frequented one too many bars
Always demonstrating
A wonderful amount of restraint
Even during the main feature
At the local drive in
In the end
He came to realize
How much he loved pizza
And at the end of the day
Even if he couldn't play
He could always eat it
Saturday, December 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: humor,music
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4/25/2024 10:09:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
yes he could always eat... nice one