Jim Mortiory

The Talkers - Poem by Jim Mortiory

The Talkers
Remind me everyday
How they are smarter, sweeter, and better in bed than me.
But can they laugh
and throw up
At the same time?
They are too good for their own vomit.
And that’s not funny.

Comments about The Talkers by Jim Mortiory

  • (2/22/2007 5:43:00 PM)

    No Jim, that's not funny. Different than the other poems, i read today.

    Take care.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 22, 2011

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