I Was Young Once Poem by soren Barrett

I was young once but now I'm in Rio
I loved yesterday but found I couldn't pay the price
Fidelity came packaged in a love triangle trio
Should have taken Lao Tzu's advice

Sunday's melt on the grill
Saturdays have wrinkled cloths
The president is on the morning after pill
The poet writes with a rubber hose

Stained glass pages of history's book
Once love now a noose, I begin to dance
The mythical fish got off Proverb's hook
With my hands tied it's hard to pull up my pants

I spent Charon's coins paying for a life ill spent
I'm so far under cover I need an air vent