Dirty Old Man

Dirty Old Man

A Poem by Raymond Federle

I go to parks to take very long walks

and feed the birds at my feet.

I take mental pictures of physical dishes,

I can hope to never achieve.

From under my hat, I watch like a cat, it's just all part of the plan...

A succulent thing,

              and the joy that it brings,         

to this dirty old man.

© 2015 Raymond Federle


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Raymond Federle

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This is so good and creepy, Ray ~ I loved it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


haha. Creepy and funny. I am suddenly too afraid to go outside.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Raymond Federle

11 Years Ago

It's ok if you don't want to go outside....he has binoculars.. lol ;P
Pryde Foltz

11 Years Ago

Haha. I am sure he does. It's grandma flannel for me.

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Added on February 6, 2014
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Raymond Federle
Raymond Federle

Cumberland, MD



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I've always been a jack of all trades. I've been a poet, author, social commentator, comedian, online gamer, pod cast host, and Youtuber. I've had a class A license to drive semi truck over the road. .. more..

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