Poetry, out there, somewhere, sharing the muse.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Dear Amy

Dear Amy,

I just called your husband.....
you know what I'm like
it's all going cool
then I do something stupid
I start being Fool
So I wanted to call him
to ask him, to say
How did you cope with me
When it was his day?

Of course he was a Muse
and a poet too
Soulreaver they called him
Which helped make it cool
Cos he understood irony
drama and such
But I have recently been wondering
was it all too much!?

So I called him to say
Stupidity beckoned
and i followed this day
And it's all going well
Seems all sorted and fine
But I really was wondering
pondering, how did he cope
being a Muse of mine?

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