I wrote this poem last with a group of people in mind. I was hurting and serious when I wrote the poem but now that I think about it, it has a twist of humor in it.

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Abandonment, rejection, or thrown to the
curb.
You say oh my, but that's just
absurd.

Drama queen to those who talk about it
perhaps.
Who do nothing but use it to amuse the
old chaps.

This ole worn heart is heavy with pain each
night.
Why I ask, am I in this so called darn
plight?

Bending over with this in the foremost of my
mind,
to all a goodnight, and kiss my
behind.

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