'Think Of The Moon As A Liar And Write A Poem' Poem by S. Wesley Mcgranor

Liar, liar, pants on fire,
grab the telephone wire
and rig that phone call
then you say:
girl power-
half, full, and\or blue;
romantic kiss and hug,
but she read it in Cosmopolitan,
or pornography
as flagilance is passed.
Only the yogurt she ate,
with an orange.
Room for chocolate bar,
and that one thing.
The one she drinks,
sips, or eats.
Moon turns to longing
again,
as day comes by sun.
Here he lays, knowing
yesterday has passed
with an lactobacillus acidophilus.

© S. Wesley Mcgranor
11/24/13