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Michelle A Ford
Poems
Sep 2020
DIG IT
As you clamor for the top
I dig a little deeper
You grappel at the garbage dump
I embrace my inner reaper
Rising up your back on your feet
Internalized thought and so I retreat
An Oscar you say
The grouch ...who me .. okay
Your shaking your head in disbelief
She gave up her turn
Trash is bittersweet
Grouchy and green you think I am jealous
I am that angry bestie
To hell with being over zealous
You say are you not afraid of hell
My answer.. that my dear is the wishing well
Your pennies you pitched
I retrieved from the ditch
Copper is the basis
on cellular DNA sis
You say to me so its you that is the conductor
I retrieve to my plan
in my aluminum can
I am but a grump
who just loves her dump
Me and the Grinch
have like this thing
<3
Written by
Michelle A Ford
45/F/Upstate New York
(45/F/Upstate New York)
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