Almost Traditional

i picture us growing old on some rickety porch

in the traditional sense, almost

but we’ll be rocking in chairs we found

or i stole and lied to you about

because you wouldn’t condone that

and we won’t have children,

we wont be able to afford it

but ill have my poetry

and you’ll have me

and we’ll always keep

one or another

little puppy

 

I think, we could almost

be happy

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