I cannot lie – it is I.
I don’t mean to boast or preen
but it is true I shopped for shoes
and wrote about my woes.
The blog it is dry, the humour forced.
The Pomes are silly and the stories long
A rant or two – There’s even a song
And I love it. For mine it is and mine alone
I gave it all it has and will atone
for what I gave it in a later life
For now be sure it will not die.
So come on and read the posts I write.
You surely will be pleased (or not).
If you are say so and if not, then too.
I found this little gem among my old Facebook status posts…. an original pome, a piece of profound portry! A rare gem, don’t you think?