It is nice to be friendly,
With random strangers,
That become not in time,
Remerance helps, when,
Walking by every day, it,
Amplifies the memory,
Cognition, to friendlier,
Time in the now,
So try it out sometime,
It might make you saner,
A strain from stress,
Or you could be cranky all your life,
Spasming with the rest of them,
In an endless chasm of chaos,
McDonald’s won’t even want you to work with them,
Leaving the beautiful women, in the streets,
Wanting more from your gorgeousness,
Tattoos showing everyone your scars,
Not caring what they see,
A sick individual always.
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Comments (4)
That's a great rhyme. Shirley!
McDonald's wouldn't hire??? that's when you know it's dire
So deep, intense and poignant! Loved your poem!
Different perspective.