Saturday, January 13, 2024

Time Off


Time Off
by Lord R.e. Taylor

It has been a long night
So many children
So many teeth
She runs and flies her butt off
Night after night
No wonder she needs a rest
Maybe a half of an hour for lunch
Maybe she needs a cigarette or a beer
Sadly there is no rest for her
A Tooth-Fairy’s day never ends

© Poem – XIII/I/MMXXIV
LRET


 

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