I heard through the grapevine
about a bad apple named John
He looked as cool as cucumber
though he had ants in his pants
His life was a bowl of cherries
He slept on a bed of roses
Yet behind this scenic curtain
a can of worms he opened often
his cup of tea in the morning….
But then someone spilled the beans
how he was all bark and no bite
There was this story
when he barked on the wrong tree
Without putting his brakes on
He blew his top, and hit the roof
Completely going bananas
until he was blue in the face
And when he came home to roost
planning to hit the hay
He kicked the bucket suddenly.
© Myrtle Eve
Philippines
08-27-24
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