Tuesday, 23 April 2024
Serenity
She has some spark,
her lovely face lights,
quick off the mark,
she hankers for love,
most of the time,
doesn’t mind nothing comes,
in a nearby car park,
bums ask her why,
she hangs around bars,
says we all need to trust,
a trolley suits her fine,
otherwise we're lost,
she never walks far,
on her legs it's a crime,
dodging stationary cars,
works without gloves,
unlike crazy times,
she doesn't drink doubles,
is there a chart,
to show us what's right,
not only the dark,
tells us it's night.
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