MY NAME’S JOE…
My name’s Joe but they call me Slow ‘cos
I really didn’t know – she dumped me.
She never said a word - just dumped me!
But I suppose I should have known when
I caught her sneaking home – this morning.
That really should have been my warning.
Then I found her up in bed with Red
Hot Ged! And she just sat there yawning.
My name’s Joe but they call me Slow ‘cos
I really didn’t know - she dumped me.
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you visited my friend...am honoured.
ReplyDeleteyour poem is a marvel for it conveys not just hte craft but the character of the protagonist. and it shows how the poetic element influences voluntary thought and behaviour.
i specially loved the typography. it was almost like a fragment from a column of a newspaper.
Hot Ged was another clever ploy you used. wonderful work!
way to go Danny!
I like the rap beat. I get the feeling this guy won't be down for long. Nice poem!
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