Chick, I'm so glad you decided to join this poem thread. It's so
much fun. And yes. I do love the pictures theses poems create in
the mind's eye. Four little words and you get a whole scenario.
By the bye I loved that play on words in your latest poem.

New words:
Lamb, livid, leery, little

It never fails,
I grow a little leery,
Of self-proclaimed lambs,
And their sacrifical theories.

When good ole boys attempt to impart,
Homespun stories from their bleeding heart,
And advise the unvirtuous, 'about life
'n how to live it,
Best intentions can fade,
And even become livid.

New words:
Anchor, bypass, creepy, disenchant