Luscious' Poems
This morning, a phone call
I'm half asleep
The rest, I needed, I was in deep
Yesterday, a phone call
Made me lose it all
Yesterday afternoon was a nightmare
To a collection agent, I wasn't fair
She was doing her job
To her, I apologize, I wept and sobbed
This poem is difficult
The questions, the answers I have none
I was upset, I was rude
I can be such a prude
I am so sorry
You wanted answers, not a story
Your work is hard
You were just doing your part
Calling people must be a difficult task
To accept my sincere apologies, I ask
This is all I have to say
I hope you have a better day
Written by:  Luscious
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