Poem 184:

The Siren’s Song

——————–

A troll is always on the prowl
perhaps it’s ole T Rex,
just hanging around,
waiting patiently
to destroy our little town

Seems that dark troll
lingers under every bridge
passing the time
with but one thing in mind
his fate is to bring you down

that’s why memories and life
so need a delete key,
click delete, and…
they’re gone

Yep, hit the delete key,
and keep moving on 🙂


(Click delete – works well on
ole boy friends, business partners..)

© 2014 by James Spruell, All rights reserved

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