Sharp Tongue

Preston Carew on Jul 23, 2009

Tags: being yourself, Churchill, Scooby Doo

This is a poem. Duh.

I’m one smooth talking son of a gun
A lawyer, politician, and drug-dealer rolled all into one
I’m the best of the best
Tested, tried and true
But nothing I do
Seems to please you
Your parents, they love me
Your best friend does too
I speak like Churchill
But you prefer Scooby Doo
If I could but know
Who you want me to be
It never crossed my mind
The answer was me

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Alina Beck on Jul 23, 2009
Short and to the point – nice work.
Darla Cooke on Jul 23, 2009
Nice poem.
jamesII on Jul 23, 2009
I agree–just Be–and never not to be! I am proofing now! Maybe a few more weeks and it all will be behind me. A lot of work–young man. Glad to see you have the time to write a nd enjoy it. And, I got your back–just like you have mine’s! Cool! Will get back! Drop me a line whenever!
George W Whitehead on Jul 23, 2009
Great poem, Preston.
Tanya Wallace on Jul 23, 2009
Your words flowed wonderfully.I loved the ending.Excellent work,very creative.
OhSugar on Jul 24, 2009
Thought provoking poem. Very nice.
Ruby Hawk on Jul 25, 2009
very nice,
V rank on Dec 14, 2009
okay, self-efacing poem… great that you build this confidence about yourself…
S A JOHNSON on Dec 26, 2009
Great piece! I loved the flow and the fact that there is confidence and self realization in it. Good work.

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