MULBERRY CIRCLE

MULBERRY CIRCLE

A Poem by Glen Fitch

           

    Jack's back.
    That jack's an a*s.
    He's so damn crude.
    He's all I hate.
    He'll catch me unaware,
        embarrass me,
        make me look crass and rude.
    He'll itch me
        till I scratch and people stare.
    He got me in such trouble
        in my youth.
            Around and round we go.
    But he's no fool
        The stupid grin's on me
    as he speaks truth.
    He must be very wise
        to be so cruel.
    At night his weasel eyes
        invade my dreams.
        I'm calm. I'm cool.
    He's planning his attack.
        The better I become,
    the more he schemes.
        I'd kill him if I could.
    But I am Jack.
        I ought to let him out,
        yet I buy locks.
        One hand on lid
        I shove him in his box.

 

© 2008 Glen Fitch


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very interesting hop jack can seal a deal thank you for sharing

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Glen Fitch
Glen Fitch

Monterey, CA



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