Poetry

Monday, 9 November 2026

That's just the story of my life

 I was once a noble man

Always knew where to stand

and when to bow

I never drew the curtain

On a willing crowd

I held all things in tension

Like a heavy rain cloud

But then the dam just burst

I thought I must be cursed

And rotten hardships brought me down

In all forgetting palimpsests

I wrote my sermons paid my lips

Service to the lord's pearly crown

Still I never seemed to fit

But never wanted to quit

But that's the story of my life


I've loved so many women

And with each thought I were winning

Only to find I'd lost the prize

I never saw it as a test 

Only felt it would be best

to summarise

And did they tell or show me mercy

Well they certainly gave me curfews

That I had to keep in time

But I never could follow their virtues

I always slipped out when they turned the screws

I never could walk their lines

But that's just the story of my life

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