by G E Barr

Created on: June 11, 2010

Strutting beside me as I mow

Your little black head to and fro

Cocky little black bird

Accompanying me across the imagined

Sea of green where worms await

Your hungry belly be their fate

I think you take your woman for granted

And flirt around the yard

Your drama reminds me of Italian Opera

As I toil in the heat of the unthankful day

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