Bloody Awful Poetry
Copyright© 2024 by A funny bowl of custard
Chapter 63: Compensation
I’m out walking the street at night
Dancing around every street light
I need a little entertainment
A break from how my day went
Don’t mean to breach etiquette
But I won’t have it
Your goal is the same as mine
You have a desire to shine
You’ve called me out to many times
To deny me now
If I end up walking back
Through tonight’s grime
I won’t answer again, I can’t allow
My day to remain on this strike
Your smile is but a game
Always the same stupid shame
We go out into the night
Dancing around every street light
In need of a little entertainment
A break from how my day went
Don’t want to breach etiquette
But I don’t want to hear it
You’ve called me to many times
To feed me any lines
If end up walking through the black
I won’t be coming back
Won’t be at your beck and call
Watch you choices fall
Into the world of a mistake
Created anew with every intake
Of force fed air
And my lack of care
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