A Tip of My Brim

Mild Musings from a Mediocre Man

He’s a haggard ol’ man
Quite grizzled and unkind
Who fancies an untruth
Rather than “telling lies”
He’s unkempt, unshaven
Bristled with Jack and Sevens
A giant of discord
Though he’s “long” for Heaven

On the night Jesus wept
He played Judas’ silver
This self-proclaimed prophet
Took a Good Book – pilfered
Every proverb of sin
And proscribed with a whim
All the world is a fire
Salvation be to him

We chanced to meet in time
Between thick window panes
The eyes were quite surprised
His fry was not afraid

I paused,
lowered my gaze
Resolving for the day
That the brim of my hat
Would be all that I’d say

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