Another fantastic poem!
Weekly Prompt: This weeks Word Prompt; Germs
There’s festering germs in my brain
The hallucination seems real
Last night I went to a funeral
The funeral was mine
Attending the wake
In the forest beside the lake
I was a mental mess
Walking around, dressed in my finest
A plastic name-tag tied to my thong
They were singing my song
Alone, I trekked through botanical gardens
Heading towards the big game
Couldn’t remember who was playing
Does it even matter
I was too busy dictating
My last will and testament
To any-one who would listen
Telling the young ones, not to worry
“Uncle Ivor will look after you, we all belong”
They were singing my song
There wasn’t a church
More like the Football Club hall
Big enough to hold them all
Ample food and gallons to drink
Leonard was there all along
He was singing my song
There was…
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Oh Michele, thank you for reblogging my poem, it’s an honour and a genuine thrill for me, to have my words reblogged on your fabulous site xx
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Happy to share! I love your work. 🙂
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