Beetlebung and Kettlehole--April Poems

To All My Pet Peeves

First, let’s get this straight
no way you are pets nor do I wish
to hold you on my lap
so hide your blighted brambles
and better scour your faith
off the shambles of my nerves.

Crotchety if I am
cantankerous and dour,
sarcastic I won’t be
even at billionaire novels
with loose-shirt covers
endlessly cycling about
or the games my memory plays
windows 10, Comcast’s fakes
my joints that creak
and stuff with a leak.

You, as peeves, better believe
anything that bugs me
I hold to be your fault.
and your constant persistence
always charging back at me,
historical though may be
I, respectfully, boycott.


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Prompt: a pet peeve (or several of them)