Humming Bird

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    Humming Bird

    I waited for your dance

    You found another

    So I moved on

    I got a better dance

    From the one you loath

    Hold it against me if you wish

    For you only do enough to steal my attention

    Not to keep it

    For you madam

    Are an attention whore

    And I a Man

    I will not gravel at your knees

    For something I can get from others

    Of far greater looks and personality

    There are others of far greater integrity

    So don’t you dare proclaim to me

    With pride that you’re a challenge

    Your far from

    For you are a game

    And will remain so

    Until you follow your Heart

    Instead of making men

    Hurdle through your rules

    You want to be treated with class

    Yet your touching your toes grinding another

    Leaving after closing with even yet another just as drunk as yourself

    No mam

    You aren’t even a lady

    In my eyes

    Just another dead end

    -Fin-

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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