Day: April 20, 2007

  • 20070420-Saturday Wash

    Wash the stinky birds
    Parakeets of four remain
    Three boys and one girl
    Old Maw talks of old folks home
    My anger tells her to stop!

    First a big black one —
    A bumble bee, then honey bee
    Near parakeet cage
    White towel with flower prints
    Small sweet pea tree with flowers

    Windy, clear blue sky
    Then Angry Elder Maw screams
    Irresponsible!
    Let them die under the sun
    The cause of the Old Maw’s pain

    Hiding upstairs day
    Nowhere to go but lay low
    Typing and blogging
    Nothing to say but stay still
    Discovered word press dot com

    Oh Joy! New hobby
    Organize my blogs
    Upload close to four hundred
    No good! Cut and paste errors!
    Fonts and colors in the way.

    Phone call from BratBoy
    Picked up by Old Maw screaming,
    ‘Flynn! It’s your BratBoy!’
    Oh, BratBoy! What is it now?
    Hi and goodbye: I’ll leave now.

    A cash withdrawal
    Late afternoon burger and pie
    Fresh orange juice drink
    Tall Chinese moms and their kids
    Thick accents screaming at kids

    Juicy hamburger
    Until gray mares belly full
    Apple pie from him
    Another half an hour to go
    Before visiting the brats

    Heavy wooden pieces
    Steps twenty two done halfway
    Airhead not much help
    Sitting around and staring
    Pissing me off once again

    Lifting some pieces
    But nothing more could be done
    Before niece walks in
    Croissant tastes bad to my tongue
    Talks about her new boyfriend

    I stopped working hard.
    After their lazy snack break,
    BratBoy asks for help
    Two Chinese only talking
    In English and nothing more

    I answered back niece
    I’m older! You should help too.
    Lazy broad got up.
    Her attitude won’t pass me.
    My first snap at those people!

    She got up and tried.
    Held electrical screwdriver
    Gently but got up
    Both Chinese scowled far away
    I will not tolerate them!

    Airhead talks to girl
    Told my BratBoy I am leaving.
    Motioned with my hands
    Flapping of index and thumb
    Talked to her, waved to him – goodbye

    Saw Maw exercise
    Silently passing by her
    Didn’t say one word
    Greeted parakeets a bit
    And straight to the patio

    Talked to Paw out back
    Watering his lawn many times
    About their new t.v. stand
    China cabinet in height
    For forty-two inch plasma

    Ran upstairs again
    But smelled the food from below
    I could not resist
    Had to bring out my own plate
    Maw and I started to talk.

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