I done quit so many times,
quitting with me rhymes.
I gave up on my dead beat dad,
after he made me mad.
Then he died,
at his funeral I cried.
He gave up on me,
but I shouldn't have never given up on him.
After high school I went the university route,
two years later I dropped out.
Later on I went back,
the first card in the deck was a joker I plucked a jack.
The devil pulled the ace of hearts,
I tossed the cards.
I've been beaten at almost every deal,
it's a wonder I can still afford a meal.
Man overboard,
can someone please call the Lord?
At my age now this is it,
I'm not giving up chit,
everyday I repeat
Noooooooo not a duck,you are so good,missed ya..I hope you enjoy my new poem sweet sweet man..stay safe and well...Hugsssssssssssss
Love,
Chanti Lace xoxo
Love Tinka
Love,
Chanti Lace xoxo