Ribald WarA Poem by Robert Ross
You asked me to follow you - a ribald suggestion.
I became a despot instead - to receive gave me indigestion. I dictated terms, set accords - not an ounce of mystery. You said you would sign - cryptic sneer. an armistice - smoke still visible on the field. You asked forgiveness - a ribald suggestion. I don't remember that - problems with movement. I rechecked terms - these glasses have spots. You lost the war - bait and switch dot dot dot. open arms we embraced - capitulation coursed. You asked me to accept - a ribald suggestion. I remember that - it flushed with ease. We both write - gave it a good wipe. We both read - cryptic sneer. armies erect gates - preservation of what? http://www.robross.ca © 2011 Robert Ross |
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Added on March 25, 2011 Last Updated on March 25, 2011 AuthorRobert RossLondon, Ontario, CanadaAboutWriter of poetry, painter of abstract pictures, actor, hopeless romantic. If you have your own website, I'll post a link and brief description of your content on my website http://www.robross.ca (Fe.. more..Writing
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