Voicemail To Remember

VOICEMAIL TO REMEMBER
I get a voicemail on the phone log,

It says “You had sex with your dog.”

Yes Skunky starts accusing me,

of something so silly.

Recording goes on about

“Unfreezing Prince Emeray”

no name of his in the credits,

was his claim,

well, let me put this to shame.

The one galley that you didn’t steal,

has your name in it that is very REAL.

Now may be it will be worth something

one day…maybe when your old and grey,

but that’s right you don’t age,

for you cleanse your aura like a sage,

In the shower all the time,

maybe you will one day shrivel

up like a grape on a vine,

anyway I am done with

this rhyme.

Writtten by Christina Sunrise on Feb 6,2011

poem by Christina Sunrise
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