Try to post poem listening to the Ventures
Pipeline and Wipe-out and Whiners
Who really cares about an unread poem?
Someone explain what honor it is
To vote all day on your own poem?
But now I have found you have two sites
One who endless votes and one who writes
See my name on list you know
It was not voted by me I have pride
But I must confide I do enjoy a good reading
Trouble is masked and hid in repeating
Over and over again had to be reseeding
Hard to find the flowers when you are always weeding
It takes two to fall in love but only one to hate
Tell your mate you love them before it is too late
Occasionally one should pull the plug
Let others for a while pass around the jug
the worst pest in the garden a wandering slug
Child protection well pull out the rug
Somewhere poetry is hidden in deep shadows
But it is not easy to ride a dead horse
If someone else is putting on all the saddles