The Unexpected Visitors

The Unexpected Visitors

A Poem by Elton Camp
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We hear a car door and can't believe who it is.

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The Unexpected Visitors

 

By Elton Camp

 

We both had been working overtime

So in the house there was some grime

Tomorrow would be soon enough to clean

After all, only by us two would it be seen

 

The lunch dishes were still in the sink

We were having a can of beer to drink

Then came the sound we did abhor

The opening of an automobile door

 

“Just peek and see who’s out there.

For any visitors, I sure don’t care.”

My wife’s request I was quick to obey

And what I saw brought me dismay

 

It was my snooty cousin and her mate

A visit from them I so intensely hate

They never phone before they call

To do that, I wouldn’t have the gall

 

I felt we couldn’t turn them away

Too much rudeness it would display

As soon as the two got inside,

In her usual way she did deride

 

“Oh, I see with no staff you’re getting by.

Why helpless little me wouldn’t even try.

I admire those who don’t feel they must

Try to keep away every speck of dust.”

 

“It’s sensible to have such a small place.

A big house like ours is truly a disgrace.

Everything here is so easy to reach,

Like our A-frame cottage on the beach.”

 

“And as soon as we did arrive,

I saw your same car in the drive.

In buying vehicles you have been wise

We aren’t able to find such good buys.”

 

“But like most of our best friends,

We drive a new Mercedes-Benz.

We should be sensible like you

And make a ten-year-old Ford do.”

 

“And do you still work for Sears?

For investments you have no fears.

I’ve thought it to be best for ages

Just to work for regular wages.”

 

“And, even with our huge portfolio,

We worry where the market will go.

Does your wife still have to do work

In that just dreadful place as a clerk?”

 

“Where will you go on your vacation?

We will go to another foreign nation.

We think it will be Paris in the spring

I’ve found you can buy most anything.”

 

“Not that I would ever dare to gloat,

But that’s where I got my mink coat.

And the dress that I’m wearing now

Was worth two thousand, I avow.”

 

She said to my wife with a sneer,

“Who is your courtier, my dear?

Your outfit is so charmingly sweet.

And your hairstyle is always neat.”

 

Wife:  “Oh, two I have of those

They design all my clothes

Always with them I’ve stuck

Names are Sears and Roebuck.”

 

“And my hair stylist as a rule

Is a student at the beauty school.

It’s because the cost is so low

That to the place I always go.”

 

Our visitor gave a pitying smile

She had spewed enough bile

On the time she splendidly checked

Her watch with diamonds bedecked

 

“Well, folks, we must be on the run.

Visiting with you is ever so much fun.

If toward our home you should begin,

I’ll work so very hard to pencil you in.” 

 

And as the elegant two glided away,

Both of us smiled and said, “Horray.”

I hope we never come to have such wealth

That we have such a high opinion of self.

 

 

© 2010 Elton Camp


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Elton Camp
Elton Camp

Russellville, AL



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I am retired from college teaching/administration and writing as a hobby. My only "publications" are a weekly column in our local newspaper. Most of my writing is prose, but I do produce some "poetr.. more..

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