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A Life Devoid Of All Vices
JPC (09/12/1959 / Macon, Georgia)

A Life Devoid Of All Vices

Poem By Jeffrey Philip Clegg

I was about to use my blender
to make a big, beautiful Hurricane
which I figured would help
blow me away

Then I remembered
a lot of folks have told me
not to drink

Well, I don't smoke anymore
What's next?

Is a life devoid of all vices
worth living?

I doubt I'd do well as a monk
I just know the funny hat would itch

But, then again
I guess I would have
a lot of time to
dream about love
that could have been

or else just sit around and
write my memoirs...

kind of like prisoners do

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Comments (2)

Very well said! Being a Scot, this poem is just perfect! Hugs Anna xxx
Jeff...this one cracks me up...the hat would itch? Oy Vey! Only you, Dorkrey!