![]() The Wackiest, Sloppiest Ode to Parents Ever.A Poem by Kimbo!![]() I wrote this poem in response to this promt: "Every time I'm on the phone to my parents I have to poop." It's a wacky quote from that secret postcard book thing.![]() Plipping and plopping, slishing and sloshing, sitting on the pooper, and quietly talking.
We talk about grades. we talk about dinner, all the while I'm flexing my sphincter.
I juggle the phone, to get to the paper, I try not to gag, as I choke on the vapor.
We say goodbye, see you at eight! You're making dinner so don't be late!
I sigh with relief and flush the monster, wash my hands, and silently ponder:
maybe it's an allergic contraction, this split second, unwanted, pooping reaction. It's only when my parents call, good thing I don't talk to the old ones at all.
© 2008 Kimbo!Author's Note
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Added on October 20, 2008 |