Why
really… why
this is your first question here…
why?
well…
probably because I was exhausted
a night of tequila does that to me
I vaguely remember…
I nearly crashed the Range Rover
drivin’ home last night
and there’s another great question…
where…
…where the hell did I park
that damned P440e
but…
the question
that had me most intrigued
when I woke up this morning
and carefully looked around
was…
HOW the fuck!?
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rob kistner © 2023
Poetry at: The Sunday Muse
My fault! I was out riding my horse, found you on the side of the road, picked you up (will never know how I managed that!) brought you home with me. Fuck, yep.
That’s just the way that shit happens my friend… 😉
LOL.????
🙂
Heading back from a night out, I didn’t see “horse” in my Uber app. Do I leave a tip, or just give it some grass?
Horse or not, a little grass never hurt anyone… 😉
If I took my last comment too far, please feel free to delete!
All good my friend… 😉
I enjoyed the comments as much as the poem. Lol. What will we do without The Muse?
Glad you enjoyed the lightheartedness Sherry… 🙂 …yes, shat will we do? 🙁
????Love it. You know there had to be some kind of wild story behind that!
Hi JYP… 🙂 I certainly imagined there must be — at least in my mind… 😉
This one has been a wild ride all the way down to my comment Rob! Love it!!
Thank you Carrie…:)