PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

                              From part 1

                            No ozone

                          In the atmosphere

                         I can feel it

                       Through the roof

                              Part ll

  I'm serious

  I didn't / build this house

  I would of / built it

  Like Ruth

  Pointing to the bleachers

  For a sick little child

  Parking pitches

  Out of the park

  While / the barkers

  Always bark

  You eat way to much,  Babe

  As the women swing

  You think you

  Own the park

  And we all know

  That you drink

                      Part lll