Jerry Behr Number 2

Rookie - 0 Points (3/2/1951 / Netherlands)

The Junky - Poem by Jerry Behr Number 2

Ok Buffy stop your damn barking now,
Infact why are you making that row?
Oh! I see you’re barking at a damned junky
Mucking around walking passed and funky,
Without any etiquette and morals shown;
All respect and decency for people thrown.
Infact Buffy bite the damned bugger
Who can only be described as a mugger
Of our orderly way of life and tidiness.
So Buffy show no timidness nor shyness,
Bark your pretty head off; I hate them too.
There is no room in life for the junky true.
The junk mail from junkies goes in the bin,
My patience with advertising is wearing thin
Nobody looks at the damned stuff anyway
And then there is always a free giveaway.
It’s all rubbish it doesn’t dawn on him
That all junk mail goes into the recycling bin.©
By Jerry Behr

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011

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