Bridging The Gulf

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For Snz: ….Her six words… jetpack, crooner, shapeshift, biscuit, chalet, sly

Bridging The Gulf

It was
a jetpack
junket
nothing sly
about a G-5

a special interest
shapeshift
of a young
congressional
crooner

toss ‘em but a biscuit
toss ‘em but a bone
but do so
in the company’s
chalet

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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