Peter Piper
Peter Piper, 'Mountain Man'Smoked a bowl like no man can
Brew'd some beers called 'Dark' and 'Darker'
Labelled them with Magic Marker
'Fun Guy Farten' brew he made
And drank it like 'twas lemonade
Now Peter Piper had this girl
(I think she had a golden curl)
Hiked around and had some fun
Made her feel like a special some-one
Ate some 'shrooms and drank some wine
and beer, it seemed like things were fine
But then one night, on Wednesday eve
As they sat and watched the 'TeeV'
He dropped a bomb and I must say
It surely blew her heart away
Little pieces flew around
And shattered when they hit the ground
She asked him 'Why' with some surprise
He answered, 'I cannot surmise'
But hoped that friends they still would stay
What could she say except, 'O.K.'?
They still are friends, or so I hear
And probably will be so next year
But deep inside she still has hope
He'll realize he's been a dope
'Til then the hope she must ignore
And be a friend and nothing more.
December 1996
Poetry by Nancy Sikora
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Written on 2011-01-05 at 15:37
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