Grumpy GrahamA Poem by Phill Oz O'feeSomething more light-heartening...Grumpy Graham Grumpy Graham was a grizzly mean pain Living a recluse down Bare Bottom Lane A note on the gate of his raggedy reside Was spitefully hung faded and cockeyed ‘No visitors’ it read are welcomed in here Unless you are giving away pints of beer Unfortunately his place beside Local Park Attracts neighbourhood kids having a lark And on one occasion I particularity recall He deliberately pitch forked their football They accidentally kicked it over his fence But Graham treated it as criminal offence Thus animosity between them commenced Kids determined to gain some recompense So a plan was devised to get Grumpy back Involving excrement and a large paper sack That night they followed dog owners around Collected results laying fouled on the ground Having acquiring enough of this smelly mess Sweet revenge could now be fully addressed On that fateful moonlight night they waited Until all Graham’s home activity had abated Creeping to front door with their bag of mire They proceeded to set the paper sack on fire Ringing the doorbell than taking quick flight To conceal and hide themselves out of sight The lights came on and there was a screech As Graham shouted out unprintable speech Spying culprits delights of barely audible glee Turned to hysterical laughter at the next scene For socking clad stomping atop flaming pyre Saw poor old Graham trying to put out the fire The moral of this account is very plain to see Be kind to near neighbours and all try to agree Sheer sunshine happiness is vital to transmit Or end up like Graham all covered in hot s**t Copyright @ Phillozofee 2020 © 2020 Phill Oz O'feeFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on March 1, 2020 Last Updated on March 1, 2020 AuthorPhill Oz O'feeWinchester, Hampshire, England, United KingdomAboutI am caught in a time spiral of confusion; that period we all experience between birth and death. Somewhere inside hides a poet, writer, lyricist and/or whatever, laying dormant and suppressed by s.. more..Writing
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