A Wild Crowd Poem by Phil Soar
A Wild Crowd
Gestures from a maddening crowd
Shouting obscenities really quite loud
Gathered together, the flock ran amock
And I kept my door key in a rusty old clock
I ran to the kitchen and looked out the back
A man in a jacket was smoking some crack
He looked back at me and he gave me the bird
I guess these things happen when life gets absurd
Wednesday, May 20, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: humour,nonsense
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