all the vices I inherited
from my father.
I don’t smoke
drink or gamble anymore,
and two ex-wives have cured me
of chasing women.
The old man
was a good role model
after all.
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I’ve given up
all the vices I inherited from my father. I don’t smoke drink or gamble anymore, and two ex-wives have cured me of chasing women. The old man was a good role model after all.
6 Comments
Christa Loughrey
16/2/2024 08:44:02 am
A neat little poem, Robert.
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Robert P. Bishop
19/2/2024 03:08:29 am
Hi Christa...thanks for reading, and for the cool remark. Hope you liked the poem.
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16/2/2024 04:12:38 pm
Enjoyed this, Robert. Nice little turn at the end.
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Robert P. Bishop
19/2/2024 03:09:53 am
Hi Jim...thanks for reading and commenting. Glad you enjoyed the poem.
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Ibrahim Alhiyari
17/2/2024 08:14:49 pm
Sad reality of life. Nice
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Robert P. Bishop
19/2/2024 03:12:12 am
Hi Ibrahim...thanks for reading and commenting. Yes, life can be quirky, a bit odd, and sad sometimes.
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