Not Easy Being A Postman Poem by Lee Fones

Not Easy Being A Postman



wondering up foggy path
on way through rusty gate
hearing a solemn noise
thinking about my fate

opening up letter parcel
letters swoop to the floor
hello was the soul bellow
seeing lone face at door

scurrying gathering letters
ramming them into my sack
shouting how do you do
praying i wont come back

not easy being a postman
threatened with shotgun
particularity at a mansion
with twelve bore up me bum

Monday, September 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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