Melikhaya Zagagana


Admiring Dave


Dave, a funny and
grumpy old topie

he likes to tell
jokes for people to
laugh at ease

he specifically likes
it done silently; he likes
to talk alone for other
people to listen completely
without a grunt and groan
of comment

he lifts every morning seven
push ups with a burning cigarette in
his mouth and brags about his health

he limps when he walks and fluent
in his talks, he dreams verbally
in English and never woke up to tell

i admire Dave, he means good by telling
dreams and innocent lies that he calls
'white lies', he was a soldier but lately
he is a teller of fairies

when he drinks, he hate fishes; he thinks
they are trying to emulate his habit
Aah! Dave the master and beyond.

Submitted: Sunday, February 16, 2014
Edited: Sunday, February 16, 2014

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