A Perfect Day To Be An Idiot

A Perfect Day To Be An Idiot

A Poem by Priscilla Sousa

There once was a strange man,
big eyes, big head, big everything,
he even had a big soul, 
which was the rarest of them all.

At a certain day, 
quite unbelievably,
he became, what we folks like to call,
an idiot.

An idiot is:
A rude, unsensitive, prick, scumbag person;
an idiot does not care about anyone nor anything
rather than his own business.

How did he came this way?
Well, that's what we've all been asking.

He was such a great guy,
really fun and kind,
one of a kind! 

But something must have turned him this way,
at least that's what we all say...

Frank Waffle

© 2016 Priscilla Sousa


Author's Note

Priscilla Sousa
This poem belongs to an old friend of mine: Frank Waffle.

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Life and stress turned him that way.

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