LAME EXCUSE
I suggested to a lady who seemed locked in
that she get out of her house and take walks.
She countered that she is scared of falling.
I countered that she get herself a cane.
I countered that she get herself a cane.
She laughed and said, “Me with a cane?
Impossible! Didn’t you know? I’m so vain?”
Well, I hope if you happen to read this,
you'll think this poem is about you. It is.
Well, I hope if you happen to read this,
you'll think this poem is about you. It is.
© Andy Costello, Reflections
2015
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