Not A Chance Poem by Ibrar Siddiqi

People today run me ragged.
They think I can help them.
I have a car, they want a lift.
O r they ask for some money.
After mny a bad experience.
I no chances.
From me they, get the short, sharp shrift.
I never give second chances.
that way i dont get dragged.
I dont' want to support the losers.
Just so they can fall drunk out ofd boozers.
Keep my money and love.
For a nice life.
Just for myself and my good wife.
Not a chance.
Don't lrad a merry dance.
because I choose to hve to left feet.
Life without distraction.
Is so sweet.


I Siddiqi 24.07.08