Stacks on stacks on stacks
Stuck stacking the rack
just to build my stack, got cash?
Piles of cheese, in my piggy.
Piggy? Pigs don’t eat cheese,
stop. Daydreaming, get back to your stack.
I don’t pay you to slack,
there’s no turning back in this rat race.
Poetry 101 Rehab: Stack.
6 responses to “Stacks on Stacks on Stacks”
Thank you for an excellent and blunt contribution this week!
Thanks Andy 🙂
Neat! I like the broken rhythms as focus shifts. Like where it came out, too. 🙂
Thanks Liz 🙂
I enjoyed your take on this word, succinct comes to mind….
Thank you 🙂