Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Sonnet XXI -- The Fizz is Gone

SONNET XXI – The Fizz is Gone

I see the fat and puffy aging broad
In my mirror and wonder who she is.
I think that makeup and dresses are a fraud
I’ve lost my luster and flattened my fizz.
I don’t read enough books or study the news,
Don’t know how people make music resound.
I never had children and paid those dues,
My future is just a hole in the ground.
But I can still write plays that never sell,
And bad sonnets by the passionate pound.
Vote for good guys and wish Boehner to Hell.
Try my best to get Obama recrowned.
I hope that I die before I need nurses,
Having  a few more blessings and curses.

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