Total EclipseA Poem by PeteMost men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them. - Thoreauthere's never a stone around when you feel like throwing one no one to hold your hand and call you 'hon' no pop up timer to tell you when your goose is done no clowns to add to your twisted fun only bobbies nearby when what you really want is a gun no sly words come when you need a pun no scale will tell you, "stop, you weigh a ton" no trophy to raise when you think you've won you're out of hamburger and you've still got a bun you discover that you need new sneakers when you finally get up the energy to go for a run ho hum there's just nothing new under the sun like an empty bag of chips you can't tell day from night in a total eclipse © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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