sometimes dead is best
better than rotting away
in the state she’s in
© Dicky J Loweman 2015
sometimes dead is best
better than rotting away
in the state she’s in
© Dicky J Loweman 2015
Socks
I got sock this year
Along with a sweater
I always thought it was a bad joke
Not this year
I won’t ever wear either of them
I got a bad bunt cake
Some old hard candy
I even bought a ham
And managed to overcook it
I was sent a bad whisky
Bad wine
And fruit which is presently going bad
Left to rot
Like so many of these gifts
And to think
The senders of these gifts
The gifts I don’t like
Or won’t use
Were pleased with themselves
When they bought them
It makes me think of next Christmas
I’m going back to Costa Rica
Where no one can reach me
I won’t have to send them bad gifts
And if I’m lucky
They won’t either
© Dicky J Loweman 2014