Jim O'Donnell

Rookie (That old my birth certs is expired / Glasgow)

Blanking People - Poem by Jim O'Donnell

Blanking people is no way to go
If you have something to say
Well let them know
Ignoring calls and blanking texts
We will never know what comes next

Lives to short for blanking all
So pick the phone up give them a call
They probably feel just like you
I tell you this is the thing to do

Strangers walk into our lives
That’s how I met my darling wife
A stranger is a friend you have never met
So don’t give up on them just yet

Get to know them every one
Because blanking them is not much fun
Waiting for that dreaded call
Your press ignore, well that says it all

You will never know what was to be said
And I bet it sick’s inside your head
So take that call do not ignore
You may soon have that friend at your door

27 07 2009

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 27, 2009

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