Thank you. I need that one. George Carlin is laughing in his grave. You make him proud.

Great write Michael. I have to agree with Sandie. I have too many friends who walked in the shoes that drug dealers sold them. Most are dead or in prison. I want to have my friends back but they drifted away on the wrong path. Now all I have is a distant memory. Sad story. It was a funny poem at first then after pondering the reality of life, it brought back those not so happy memories. That's Life my friend.

My question is where do you come up with your ideas? Its a brilliant one.
I love pun poems, Michael. Keep them coming, they tickle my funny bone.
Have a great day.

Hysterical!! Great word play!!

Love ya!

Jane

I wouldn't go around with a loose tongue or laces. Wouldn't want to get tied up in anything or tripping over any slippery tongues out there ;-).

Ron

Delightfully clever, Michael; great sense of humor! Love and peace to you,

Regis

Heh.Heh 'Nuff said.

Michael, I love the humor you add to your poems. This one is of no exception. However, the sad fact is that when one walks into the wrong path in trying to fit into a drug dealer's shoes, his/her life will go downhill from there.

Still, this is fun to read this poem. You always amaze me with your creativity.

Sandie