.
It’s
sexy-pink, and soft and warm,
It
doesn’t thrash, or snore or kick ;
A body
pillow I would pick.
I’d
rather hug its comfort form
Instead
of you.
At home,
alone, where peace prevails,
Surrounded
by the stuff I like :
Some
simple food, the TV, bike …
I’d
rather talk with garden snails
Instead
of you.
Or on the
road, with wheels spinning,
Small
towns drift by – yet more to go –
Hills,
rivers, forests, deserts’ glow.
I’d
rather ride my bike (waist thinning)
Instead
of you.
The
double hull and sails of cat’,
Its
cabins filled with friends of mine ;
Blue
tropics, where we swim and dine –
I’ll
spend vacation bucks on that
Instead
of you.
Our
children tremble, fear and cry
From
hearing but your self-serve side –
The
odious rants of “jilted bride” –
Good God ! Too bad your mom should die
Instead
of you !
They
scheme, connive, and truth condemn –
Slime
lawyers from McOink, McFall !
Their
progress billings count as all ;
Be sure,
my coins will go to them
Instead
of you !
Your life
is dark and clouded o’er ;
You have
no plans but well-stuffed purse.
A mean
and haggard, dismal curse
Is so
much better to adore
Instead
of you.
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