‘scuse ‘scuse..


Alleged image of 'scuse's' mother.. later found to be his wife..

Alleged image of ‘scuse’s’ mother.. later found to be his wife.. (pic internet)

‘scuse scuse’ to my ear a little voice seemed in fear.. turned to help which is my style.. ‘scuse heard.. a tear.. a smile..

His Brooks Brothers Suit fit well.. guess they had no pants to sell.. closer look.. his shoes and hair.. that type of suit comes with two pairs..

‘scuse ‘scuse’ came  absurd as he littered with his words.. sidewalks.. chat talks.. other homes.. begs excuse his bad rep roams..

‘scuse scuse’ once again.. he laid a turd on an old friend.. then pleaded on bended knees.. ‘you know me well.. ‘scuse me please’..

Sweaty man work nine pound sledge.. does it well.. high on a ledge.. looked at ‘scuse said a rant.. to ‘scuse cute’.. in underpants..

‘scuse may live long and well.. stories weaved in lies he tells.. in your home.. in parks and bars.. he tells it well.. then wrecks your car..

‘scuse lies each move and trick.. a friend in need?.. gets trick bag fixed.. ‘scuse scuse’ with a smile.. intent is bent toward your cash pile..

He will steal.. call it mistake.. start a fight.. laugh when bones break.. never would dirty his hands.. he  ‘scuse of the land..

Always hides.. a sneak attack.. takes what he can.. gives ‘scuse’ back.. name and word is what he spends.. a grift here.. there.. his ‘scuse sends..

Believe not insipid lies.. pleas for succor.. clouded skies.. hides behind respect for gods.. grows his crops in plastic sod..

‘scuse lives hard.. he lives fast.. will disappear in karmic cast.. last ‘scuse said.. he won’t be back.. was seen to enter ‘Lillith’s’ crack..

Saved in soul.. heart and seed.. could have been.. with one true deed.. illusive ‘scuse climbed on lies.. not on truth.. nothing wise..

From illusions skies and bells.. he excused himself and fell.. those who lie.. truthers agree.. he lacked honor.. was never free..

Peace Tony

©AC.30.Oct.2015.arr././0847hrs

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About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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