MISCELLANEOUS POETRY

The 5th Of Twenty Ten @Miscellaneous

They were late the both of them
Late for the trip
Perhaps all legitimate
Perhaps someone taking a sip
It is funny
Depends on how you look
Seems like a long song
Or like someone reading a book
Michael died at fifty
Not fiddy cents
The mind and breath are getting foggy
Who’s giving out mints
The rain hasn’t stopped
And the sky yet gray
The music has suddenly changed
Perchance to stay that way
Look, he rolled up on me
Never knew he was a cop
Take a listen at all this madness
When is it ever gonna stop?

©2016 tjroach

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