Sound bar

poetry and short stories 1 Minute

hello #dverse poets today we have looked at compound word verse . this took me an age. but hay hoa nothing ventured nothing gained.

https://dversepoets.com/2021/10/21/poetry-form-compound-word-verse/
Taken back in the day

All I wanted was music of funk,

But lost teenage years getting drunk,

At sound-bar.

Working alone never be brave,

It only leads you to an early grave,

With crow-bar.

Over eat if you dare on rare steak,

Until your waist elastic breaks,

Candy bar

Run, dance hop or drive to get home,

But Peddling pumps heart better over Chrome,

 My Cross-bar

 Old age creeps up without a fight,

Ending my working days quite right,

At sound bar.

© 21/10/2021 rogleach

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