Any fool can be a father.
It takes a man to be a Dad.
Though some fellows would much rather
play the field as Jack the Lad.
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The purple gloom of midnight hides
all outward signs of the decay.
A sense of grandeur still abides.
That’s absent by the light of day.
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I hold the door open for you
a simple act of courtesy
This any gentleman would do.
To you I act insultingly.
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A dog’s tale
A small dog shows his loyalty
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I am a slave to poetry.
I do not wish to be set free
a willing prisoner happily.
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Abormality?
I suffer from a strange disease.
A most peculiar malady,
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November month of fog and mists.
The early mornings have a bite
the silver grass by Jack Frost kissed
in the dark hours of the night.
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The gaudy glow of neon lights
dispels the darkness of the nights
on city streets.
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Religion is about control.
Although they claim to save your soul.
The truth is it’s a power game
the priests of all creeds are the same.
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A New Deal
The shouting and the tumult dies.
The people have declared their choice
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