All I do good Is Words

Out of work, Not much of a future
My life seems to be for the birds
Got no specials skills, life’s in the sewer
The only thing I can do is “words”

It’s what I do to try to feel complete
I belong to that useless fraternity of nerds
I have naught to offer but to sit in this seat
The only thing I can do is “words”

Too much time on my hands
Or even what’s worse
twiddling’ rubber bands
And makin’ silly verse

My wife’s on my case
To bring home the bacon
She’s not real happy
with the money I’m not makin’

I’m unable to alliterate like I certainly should
I can’t cut and I can’t paste
I’m getting’ so’s I can backspace pretty good
Yet I’m feelin’ like a total waste

Cause the only thing I do good is words

poem by David Whalen
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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