Six Tailgaters
Wise Choice
Give fools their gold, and knaves their power—
Give me a hooker for an hour!
The Lie
They tell me, Lucy, thou art dead,
Now get your ass out of that bed!
Observation
Shoot, if you must, this old gray head,
But if you do then I’ll be dead.
Threat
Then she took up her burden of life again
And muttered, “Wait a while — I’ll get you then!”
Typo
I'm sorry that I spelt the word
Without the u — “tird” is absurd!
Assault
Hushed the bird-voices and the hum of bees
Flap about my ears and beset my knees.
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