Risible

Mozart

played

piano

at

six

I

write

rhymes

at

sixty

six

(examples:)

‘pick up sticks,

step on a brick,

drivin’ with

my two

best friends

on highway

sixty six’

I’m

no

Mozart

no

Poe

for

sure

no backward

hick

just

another

‘risible’

old

F _ RT

who needs

a couple of

cures

two

eyes

in a drunken

blur

couldn’t

sell me

to save my soul

for

a single

Ethiopian

‘birr’

(American currency equivalent = 100 cents)

can’t afford

a mouth

full of

D  E  N  T  U  R  E  S

amazing how much

stuff

an old

washed up

geezer

like me

has to

endure

(at least,

there’s

‘my own particular brand’

of

H  U  M  O  R…

keepin’ my

peculiar

brain

S  A  N  E)

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