The many me’s sat for a talk.
We had to sit cause some can’t walk.
Some are too damn young to talk.
But they still come to the meeting.
The young and old take their seating.
We glance and nod our greeting.
There is something so deceiving
Forty Barry brings up.
(He’s in his cups)
Now, THAT’S ENOUGH!
A wiser Barry says.
This convo in his head.
Plays out daily.
Hold on, say he
Speaks out loud alone?
Would someone phone
The authorities?
For sure, would he
Just kneel right down and say
It’s the senior Barry, okay?
You don’t have to be this way.
Let me talk to your kid
Cause I’m Barry the kid, now
Let’s go out and play!
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