Armand Poetry

Welcome to Armand Poetry. The poems (and other words) here are composed for my own thought and amusement. Comment and discussion are welcome. -Amore, Armand-

Sunday, February 27, 2005

I have been here before,
on the mat.
Stay down and let them count me out,
my heart is breaking.

I have played second fiddle to
kids, noncommittal immigrants,
wanna be rock stars, better dancers,
cheating boss bowls of jello,
and even a cup of tea.

And now I am second runner up!
The winner is........................

No one.

Nobody is actually better in every regard than me..

It's a new low. I think I'll celebrate.


  • At 11:28 AM, Anonymous Uber-Manny the Nascar Nietzsche said…

    cheating boss bowls of jello? Hmmmm . . .


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