Open Poetry #43 |
Bones Meets The Jungle |
Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
The streets of Philadelphia are often graced with missionaries from far off jungle places. They’re looking to score some points in saving souls. They find the hunting rather poor. They spot Bones, and figure he might just have the soul they’re looking for. They corner Bones against a wall, and bore him with their spiel. Bones, being Bones, he offers up a predictable response: “What’s in it for me?” Bobby |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
good one! [an effective 'slice' of 'reality therapy'] applause!! |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Thanks Secondhanddreampoet, I'm very pleased this poem worked for you. Every human soul is obliged to take care of their own welfare first. Bobby |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
This is so sad -Juju |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Thanks dear Juju, For reading and commenting. Love Bobby |
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