tsk tsk

observational poetry

Lips pursed in a cruel
mean girl grin,
is this 1988 into which
I stumbled back in?

Skinny blonde b***h
with her jeans on tight
see her nose twitch
"my it isn't right!"

Who are these four kids
who came here to run
Who said a playground
is here for fun?

"Are they all hers?"
she whispersnips,
I wonder how many fathers?
curls the sneer on her lips.

Look at them pick up that toy
and muss with their hair,
they should be like my boy,
and sit politely in a chair!

"Mommy mommy can't you see,
that lady she said
what a household that must be!"

Yes dear, imagine that,
two daughters, two cousins,
who have the audacity
the gall and the nerve,
to slide on a slide and
climb on the walls
and the Hallowed Halls
of such a fine eatery --
the Golden Arches
were never intended
for such debauchery!

Author's Note

yes, another day in the city. Hopefully the b word doesn't warrant a MATURE

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

how dare kids be kids...and actually play like children do...

she would have turned her nose up at me for sure...i was definitely a kid when i lived in Bronx...hopscotching down the sidewalk to the park to play all day.

[Lyn Anderson]

Yes, oh my, it was hilarious.