Musical Frustration Falls
Standing under the
Falling water
Doesn't wash
Away
Frustration,
Or drown out
The noise of
Social nonsense,
But,
It does briefly
Liquify my brain
So that I can ooze out
A song.
Bonus Poem:
Too Bad I Don't Drink Beer
I blew up.
Shouted so loud
My throat needed tea
To keep me
From shouting some more.
"Let me handle it",
He said.
I only agreed
Until tea and coffee
Run out...
God help the offensive
Party
If my hot liquid supply
Ends.
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