gerry's poems
Up the bubble
We sat to-gether talking
and wondered what to do,
I told you I was married
and couldn't see it through.
Your idea was have some fun,
I said I have a wife,
You said it be our secret
enjoy yourself in life.
You promised me your silence
you said it's just a fling,
You promised not to worry
you said it's just a ring.
And now I'm in the soup
you tell me I'm in trouble,
you put the blame on me
because your up the bubble.
Comment On This Poem --- Vote for this poem
Up the bubble
Up the bubble
