Out on vacation,

Visited the nation,

Came back with more stress,

My muse by a predator was used…

It didn’t tell me much,

As our relationship is and such,

Kept it to itself, didn’t tell me of the touch,

Whatever happened, it now needs a crutch…

So now I have a well used muse,

Perhaps if it were to, well, just take a snooze,

I don’t care if it develops a need for booze,

As long as it is there when needed for me to infuse,

Perhaps the next time I should accompany my muse on a cruise…

© ed ~ 5/3/06