Saturday, June 27, 2009

Letter Q

I was inspired to write this poem after a moment of frustration while playing Scrabble

She took it quite hard
When he said goodbye
For without him she felt
That surely she'd die

She pleaded her case
But it was to no avail
The poor guy felt smothered-
It was just bound to fail!

"I'm sorry, my dear
I think this will be better
I can't always be following you
Right to the letter"

But deep down she knew
The fate that she'd meet
That without him, quite frankly
She'd become obsolete

"Fine, you can go
If its what you decide
But you should know, I am worthless
Without "U" by my side

"I know I am clingy
But I cannot be cured
Because if you leave
I truly can't say a word"

"After you're gone
I will suffer in anguish
Simply due to the nature
Of the English language

"See, its not my fault
You're always there right on "Q"
Because after all
What am I without "U"???"

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