If Only He Would Go AwayA Poem by Andrew JohnFreeverseWe rather wish that someone would lead him to a tree. They can be so useful for life and death. He might look more elegant from a distance. But this one decides to join us in this bar, sits at our table, displaying his filthy fingernails, his rather snotty tissues, sniffing, so audibly, so blatantly. Each half-hour or so he has a smoke, so leaves the room, permitting us to take a deeper breath, drawing somewhat cleaner air into our lungs. Ah, who has the courage to say please go away - though it would be better to use some choice language? But all we do is sit. Just hope, ho hum! (Sep 2022)
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1 Review Added on October 6, 2022 Last Updated on October 11, 2022 Tags: smoke, smoking, cigarettes, company, bad company, snot, snotty tissue, tissues Author
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