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In All Things Save In Nature
by Philip F De Pinto
At the mesquite sight of him
You would say he is poor
In all things save in nature
But don't be so cocksure
He is as impoverished as all that
If you would but take
A second look
You will notice
He is not entirely a candidate
For the poor house
As one day he will cash in
That stupendous chip
On his shoulder
And then you'll know
What it's like never again
To be treated Dutch
By any man you thought rich
By the look of him
As never footed the tab
As will this poor boy
Wherever you happen
To be wining and dining
With his chip finally come in
And his true worth known
As will have you both
Three course mealing the town
And to boot for dessert
A wedding gown
10/16/2014 Posted on 10/16/2014
Copyright © 2024 Philip F De Pinto
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/16/14 at 09:18 PM Good story poem, with a lesson/moral. Great play on words also in places, which you have a reputation for doing. :) |
| Posted by June Labyzon on 10/17/14 at 04:08 PM love the play on words...you are always so good at that...poor is as poor does...beautiful rant
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| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/17/14 at 06:03 PM I was mostly intrigued by the play on words of "chip" and enjoyed thinking about this fellow and his approach to life. And who would think of a wedding gown for dessert but you! Thanks for this! |
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