I must say I am a poet
Got the rejections
to show it--but boo hoo
How do I get over you?
I think the refrig
Time to cross over the bridge
have a brew or too
You there holding a rose
I'm drinking beer
and blowing my nose
I think I got over you
What was the year
Think it was 1962
But proper memories
What was your name?
Not relevant just another dame
One more beer
Will doose the flame
Actually not poetry
dull rainy day and having fun
Reading breakup stuff
putting the blues on the run