Purply, A Letter

Purply, A Letter short poem

I’m gonna hit the jackpot
They’ll have stars in their eyes
I’m the Kahuna bigly
The father well
The winner justly
And I’m right on the edge
Snakely eyes in the back of my head
Rolling highly
I’ll be home soon
Treating you like a Prussianly tulip
I’m closely so
I can feel it in the dice
Preaching flowers and chocolates for you
Shooting every horse that limped through Normandy
Remember when we used to do that
We paid the bills highly
And floundered
But no more
Goldenly dough is coming home
And we’ll live kingly
‘Til a parade of horses healthily takes Paris
I feel geometrically
As lines converging on a point in front of my diamondly cheeks
I remember historically teachers’ favoritely wars
Arrogantly urged from pauperly pits to mausoleums
Friends are hardly come by
Sickly so
But you’ll always be well

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