He stood hands on hips,
blue shirt, red bib
flipped to the back
like a big baby in a cape
and let the bullets
bounce off. Apart
from invulnerability
and strength, flying
and all kinds of eye
and ear acumen,
what's he got
that I ain't got?
Oh, okay, a full
head of hair.
Some guys
get all the luck
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Thursday, June 15, 2023
Super envy
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