Poems ✍️

Eddie sleeps till a quarter to four.
He never wakes up to go through the door.
The idea of- WORK- is so absurd,
he practically chokes on the very word.

He’ll never starve he has plenty to eat.
Bills he files under “G” or his favorite car seat.
Oh yes Eddie drives and pays no insurance,
for he has a mama with lots of endurance.

The cycle must end, says family and friends.
Eddie will leave and then come back again.
Mama smiles at her cute 27 year old baby boy
She loves to buy him his favorite toys.

CD players, MP3’s, Ipod, TV, clothes etc. etc. etc.

Written: June 11,2007