Okay I am just ripe with bad poems.  Finding my old writing projects is just a gift that keeps on giving.  May I present you with...


Good Mourning, Who Are You?

Last night,
Is a blur,
This morning,
Is as clear as day,
I hate that,

My bed fits two in a pinch,
Last night was a pinch,

This morning,
I awoke,
To someone new,

After a night of passion,
Introductions were in order,

Good morning,
Who are you?


Do you see how the poem is entitled Good Mourning, Who Are You?  I used Mourning instead of Morning...  Damn I thought I was clever back in the day...

-TheHusBlog