I bought a dog from an Indian
in the parking lot of a bar
My wife said, “we can’t keep her”
I asked for a divorce
things weren’t working out anyway
the dog ran off
I am listening to Linda Ronstadt
sing I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry
I could, oh well
I traded my wife for a dog that ran away
I got what I deserve
i am going to read this every day:)
ReplyDeleteWhat a thoroughly swell poem.
ReplyDeleteA lovely way to supplement my day with some fantastic creativity!