Comebacks Come Too Late

Comebacks come too late sometimes,
Like when I’m in the shower.
Pinging in my head like chimes,
Though raining down, they’ve lost their power.

For in the moment when I needed
This queue of comebacks, they receded.
So, I relive them- each debate;
Quickly quoting quips so great,
As though I were a wordsmith wit!
Only now, thinking back on it…

To just reclaim that lost half-hour!
If comebacks could my tongue empower!
Gone would be that mute wallflower!
This snappy sass would set them straight-
I’d be the one to celebrate!

But yes, of course, the moment’s gone.
As they say, “The curtain’s drawn.”
Comebacks come too late sometimes;
Pinging in my head like chimes.