We were headed to the venue
to see a show tonight
a guy was set to sing alone
a sign of fight or flight
the yuzu juice was still alive
as tendrils singed my lip
deteriorating in thin air
Some water I will sip
And so I beckon to my friends
whose shorts I do now see
are covered in a coat of dust
please don’t come near me
I venture to the show alone
I cannot go unclean
and even though my friend is mad
she’s a sight to stay unseen
I’m not always a petty bitch
for sometimes I am set
on being with my friends all night
with nothing more to fret
but this tonight is way too much
I cannot stand the sight
of dirty people and dirty skin
please understand my plight.
©2023 CBialczak
venue, sing, sign, singe, yuzu, shorts, deteriorate

I’ve nominated you for Pass the Baton- July story Christine
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Thank you Sadje!
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My pleasure
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How very clever, Christine!
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Thanks Chris
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Bravo – well done!!
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Thank you!
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Good one Christine! Very nicely done my friend!
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Ah, thank you
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Excellent combi Christine. Thanks for the inclusion.
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Thanks
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