Grandma RuthA Poem by A ChristineJune 2008
She hopes for Mr. Right, but all she gets are men money tight.
She has dogs, lots of dogs. Not cats. Not birds. Not Hogs. Day or night, they won't leave if they fight. "Men aren't loyal, they become slime. But pets, Pets are loyal for a lifetime!" If her dogs put her through hell, to them, all she has to do is sell. But if a man slaps her around, she gets in her truck , and chases him out of town! © 2023 A Christine |
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Added on May 17, 2023 Last Updated on May 17, 2023 AuthorA ChristineAboutPoet, Screenwriter, book & film reviewer, and mental health advocate. California native with a fernweh spirit but a starving artist pocketbook. Most of my poetry reflects my mental health journey. more..Writing
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