Monday, January 22, 2007

Immortality Awaits You

Being a writer of sorts, I never know where my next inspiration will spring from. The inspiration for this verse sprung from a recent experience in the poolroom.

A Nit With No Name
by Ace Toscano

Bounce your cue against the floor.
It only makes me bear down more.
Laugh out loud, sneeze, snort and snore -
Let loose your entire repertoire.
You can sigh and moan and curse your luck.
My pov? You dogged the duck.
And when you see I'm on the hill,
Recommence your sharking drill.
Too bad, these moves won't help you none.
It's clear by now the battle's won.
No doubt, you nit - you're done, done, done.

© Ace Toscano 2007

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Nice - unfortunately I have been on both sides of this. You nailed it.