Snow is melting.
Snowman's gone.
Ground's a freezing,
Slippery..,
Aargh!
Ouch me bum!
23 January 2013, J R A Gigney
A Poetry mess teetering on the strange and fascinating. Nonsense, love, eroticism, comment and other stuff...
Wednesday, 23 January 2013
How Old Are You?
How old are you?
Why hide you're age?
Are you embarrassed to tell?
One thing I know,
You're not much younger than me,
So come on let me know.
Is it you're hiding your age from your man?
Or is it that you're near a big age?
Is it that your life is a lie?
You better not hurt my friend...
I wanted to like you,
I really did,
But I like people who tell the truth.
If you want to hide,
Then hide somewhere else,
Just make sure you're far from here.
If you hide your age,
What else are you hiding?
What else is to come?
What'll be the fall out,
From the lies that you're telling?
Who else are you gonna hurt?
J R A Gigney (22 January 2013)
Inspired by nothing in particular...
Why hide you're age?
Are you embarrassed to tell?
One thing I know,
You're not much younger than me,
So come on let me know.
Is it you're hiding your age from your man?
Or is it that you're near a big age?
Is it that your life is a lie?
You better not hurt my friend...
I wanted to like you,
I really did,
But I like people who tell the truth.
If you want to hide,
Then hide somewhere else,
Just make sure you're far from here.
If you hide your age,
What else are you hiding?
What else is to come?
What'll be the fall out,
From the lies that you're telling?
Who else are you gonna hurt?
J R A Gigney (22 January 2013)
Inspired by nothing in particular...
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