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I needed some medicine To ease my mind So I went to the Smokies Where I could unwind I just had to get away From the rat race Somewhere I could relax A different place Well, I was almost there And I was making good time I didn't have a care It was so sublime Then I came to this town Called Pigeon Forge And I just had to frown At the terrible scourge It took me three hours To go just a mile I smelled exhaust, not flowers But still tried to smile There was a stupid car show Called the hot rod run But I didn't know How to "git-er-done" I stayed on the highway On which I had ridden If there was a by way It seemed to be hidden I finally got there I was ten minutes late But I did not despair A kind man did wait For me to check in Richard was his name He beckoned me come in I was tired all the same So I bitched a little bit But he took it in stride And held onto his wit While I was fuming inside After a minute or two Of conversing with him What else could I do But stop being grim I left feeling cheerful With a new outlook I was far from tearful Not much time it took Once I finally arrived At my destination I felt fresh and revived For my weekend vacation I wish I could say That all ended well But the next few hours Were kind of like hell I couldn't get to sleep As the sun peaked through The mountains so steep What was I to do But get the hell up And get ready to go So I poured me a cup Of some fresh brewed joe And went to the place I had agreed upon They lied to my face They said I had won A free weekend stay In downtown Gatlinburg But I have to say It was truly for the birds It was only supposed To last ninety minutes But my plans were transposed Until I was finished They wouldn't take no For an answer, they said If I didn't sign up I was out of my head But I knew not to sign So quickly, you see On the dotted line But I still couldn't leave Until I had agreed To at least try it out I knew I should heed And there was no doubt That something was wrong And that I should get out But I just went along As I wanted to shout "Let me out of here, now!" I screamed in my mind Yet I was somehow Still courteous and kind Every time I said no They wanted to argue I just wanted to go But didn't know what to do So I finally said yes To the smaller plan I just wanted to go rest As they shook my hand So now I know why People sign confessions The truth they belie And there are hard lessons When they are coerced To admit to things And that is the worst Oh, the trouble it brings So, I guess I've learned Nothing's really free Even wisdom is learned With humility So now I'm back home I've a week to decide Where I want to roam When I go for a ride Or maybe I won't I'll just cancel it all And stay close to home Or the local mall
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