Don't Call Me That
a nonet poem
Buddy, promise I will see you soon.
Buddy, I've been meaning to call.
Buddy, it's been way too long.
Buddy, I have to bail.
Buddy, where'd you go?
Buddy, sorry.
Buddy, drinks?
Buddy...?
Bud?
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Bugsy Watts
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Comments (2)
Nicely done. I've composed one with a word repeated at the start too. I like the way it stays as everything else is reducing.
I smiled as I read this. Some names won't take. 😎