I'm a business man,
With a business plan,
And I got my bros Chiswick and Stan.
They my gaming clan,
Us threes where it began,
Till off I ran,
Going to Japan,
To meet my fan,
Because I can.
His name was Bran,
His wife Diane,
He drove me all over in his red Sudan.
We met up with Anne,
In her house cyan,
She baked us all pie, pecan.
Next we met Roxanne,
In her neat, green van,
And I took her hand,
So she'd understand,
We dance like flan,
With some berries, cran,
In comes Johanne,
On her shirt Guldan,
On her phone Megan,
Touchin' each hair strand,
Tellin' us her demand,
So now I stand,
With taste buds bland,
Her wanting us all to disband.
That shot did land,
And to expand,
On her command,
We all left banned,
No misunderstand,
See how the events have panned,
Met a man named Chan,
And his girl Marianne,
They were from Iran,
Paid for the flight back to my land.
The plane was manned,
Now I'm home again,
Drove back with Dan,
Started bawlin',
He's wearing sylvian,
That's my favorite brand,
My life is grand.
YOU ARE READING
The Tomes of Allagan: Vol. 1
PoetryPoetry fills volume 1, with each poem dedicated to one or more of people I hold near and dear to me.
