GET REAL (1)
She jumped to her feet in alarm.
He stopped her by grabbing her arm.
“Don’t panic, my dear,
you’ve nothing to fear,
all the ladies succumb to my charm.”
GET REAL (2)
“Succumb to your charm? What a hoot.
You’ve less charm than a busted old boot.
You’re totally stupid
to think that you’re cupid.
Don’t be such a silly old coot.”
Don’t worry too much about Bart.
He’s really unusually smart.
His teachers all say,
he’ll make dux one fine day,
if Homer will just do his part.
SODOM AND GOMORRAH
I’m sick of this blasphemous scene
I’m sure Lot would know what I mean
I simply can’t stay here
I can’t even pray here
It’s ungodly and foul and obscene.
The dark cupboard under the stairs
is a haven for runaway bears.
There are tigers there, too,
escaped from the zoo.
Says my little son; no-one else cares.
Our daughter’s a Barbie Doll fan.
She gets some each year from her Gran.
But the tigers and bears
who live under the stairs,
will eat them, if ever they can.
Your brother’s not wicked, Louise.
He’s only a terrible tease.
Your dear Uncle Brad
used to make me so mad
when he put my dolls in the deep freeze.
FANTASY (OR IS IT?)
In the playroom behind all the shelves
There are pixies and fairies and elves
They make such a din
That the orcs get called in
And that’s when they injure themselves.
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