I Wish I Had Been A Cobbler Poem by Professor Plum
I Wish I Had Been A Cobbler
wherewithal for your thoughts make
that two bartender music man
her fists were cumulus clouds
attached to slender wrists and
one grabbed my crotch I
blinked into ceiling fan eyes
agitating it like a Maytag washing
machine under there where they
stick the gum I thought of Norman
Bates while Lynyrd Skynyrd did
pushups around my head and
she even did the air guitar move
afterward as sweat bubbled
out onto my clammy forehead
Afterward as sweat bubbled......beautifully penned poem. Thanks for sharing.
well, according to PH, i commented on this about 4 months ago. will wonders never cease? bri ;)
Sweat bubbled in calmly forehead. Fashion is amazingly noticed and expressed.
On calm forehead sweat is bubbled. This is truly very amazing poem excellently penned.
in case PH tells you that this poem was visited (they say read i believe) several times today, i believe two or three happened when PH automatically switched to your next poem as i was pondering another. bri :)
, twice i've tried to send to MyPoemList, and both times it seems to have failed. oh, well, the site IS FREE! :)
Cherry or Peach? ? ? ? my last comment was three years ago. time flies............they say. still drinking coffee? or retired? or both? ? bri :) to MyPoemList............for the crotch grab.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/20/2024 4:02:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
you finally wrote a poem- and it's so wacky and crazy it's BRILLIANT. right up my alley. good for you. now go become a cobbler. HI Plum and Bri