I am not called Guy; I am Guy in French
It sounds better whether I am a guy
Or a misnomer I want to unclench
From every Guy for a final goodbye
Why Guy, why now, why anything at all
To Guy or not to Guy is my question
Before any future human downfall
Becomes permanently in recession
I do not know M or Anthi, his gal
He seems to know me and my lightweight plight
Ce n’est assurément pas un grand mal*
But he cares enough to make it his fight
I seem to be sliding towards the end
I wonder if I have made one new friend
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* It is certainly not a great evil. Dedicated to every Guy.
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Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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Comments (2)
The rhythm of your words enchants.
Never heard ard of him, and yet this really spoke to me. Thanks...guy. 😉