The Sign Poem by Phil Soar
The Sign
I made a sign into the air
Aimed at someone
Who knows where?
They swore at me
As I was rude
Standing there all bare and nude
The sign I made was rather crude
And could have got me fined and sued
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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5/4/2024 8:02:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Oh, the sign you made is a poem here and we all enjoy it.