Roam?
You dare...
There was a stunning beau-tea from Boston
who often drank herbal tea from Roston...
People are like books.
Some are big, some are small...
What is a poem
Other than words...
I am the Woolie Panini, freshly pressed but now...
I ask, "where have all my dressings...
That cat
Lives in my flat...
Larry loves the lonely life
like lots of ladies men do...
Where to start is not quite clear
so many things locked up in here...
I'm quite a few years old
Alittle bent out of shape...
Sailor & the Old Monk Rum...
You take him high
You take him low...
Gathering my clothes up from the floor,
as I try to slip quietly out of the door...