The Real Walter FictionA Poem by Brad Nugentso pretty Mr Mitty with your salon-styled hair lost in your own fair whimsy what fantastic antics there we tremble at such daring such bravado makes us quake your make-believe is total so the real world must be fake oh this may come as a shock but there are no secrets left in your optimistic lot the tender truth is acute mostly hard but plain to see but I do not have the skill to be as genteel as thee no pity Mr Mitty no rite fantastique today reality not softened not delivered just for play for your own good you are disrobed you are a fraud you are unclothed no Robin Hood no Jackie Chan no Jesse James you're just a man an anti-hero stuck in life like me so pocketa-pocketa that my pretend sensitive friend as you fairy tale away in your ever after end
© 2011 Brad NugentAuthor's Note
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