UNFORGIVEN :: Richisfun :: Original Poetry

UNFORGIVEN

Quarter is not 2 dimes and a nickel

She`s more like 2 kids and a pickle

Darkened, hellish, and rebellish

Some think she`s pickle relish

Oh I`m sure she taste good

But let`s not get in the eating mood

She smokes, she tokes

She drinks , she thinks

She is almost a stranger

Not born in a manger

Music, TV , and friends

Some seem set in their ways

But I think she could bend

What may come is not always fun

Will she be forgiven ?

Tomorrow is to far away

Where is my candy bar

I`m not your mister so don’t

Give my mind a blister

Different strokes for different folks

Your ways are so different from mine

I hope you will be fine

I want the best for you

I love you too and dearly

I just hope you see it clearly

By: Rich Severson--2009