Foxtrot The Late





 Lets set our hearts on fire

And share our deepest desire

Tangled in this wire

Are memories worth Sapphire 


A glass of whiskey and lime

And this philosophical rhyme

The midnight clock chime

And a love worth just a dime


With my pen name, 

Every poetic letter I sign

Whilst breathing and coughing 

Like in a smokey coal mine


Staring at the clouds above

I tell my readers, I fell in love


Not so long ago in the past

Just to make it last


I sold my boastful honor,

in a shiny silver plate 

So they wrote on my gravestone 

"Foxtrot The late"

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