It Was the Wrong Time, Done

I needed it!
And wanted it,
Submitting.

I admitted I was there to get every bit,
Of it!
Yes...
I did!
I needed it.
And wanted it,
submitting.

I admitted I was there to get every bit,
Of it!

I had been the one stubborn,
Sitting on a bump.
So grumpy I couldn't dump the funk!

Trying to put up a front I did.
To camouflaged my rump that stunk!
But even in its hiding,
It was not hidden enough...
To excuse or forbid.

I needed it!
And wanted it,
Submitting.

I had been the one stubborn,
Sitting on a bump.
So grumpy I couldn't dump the funk!

But even in its hiding,
It was not hidden enough...
To excuse or forbid.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!