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Alibi
 The eye would have been a master criminal taking after the riddler and so many other questors leaving clues for Scotlands Boredome Yardland.
Landing on my cat feet never missing much always dressing nice.
Everytime eye change my clothes eye leave some of them behind eye call it my signature not to go away from that place and actually do a crime but just in case eye am ever called to jail or judge to prove my whereabouts they aer mye alibi. The worst case scenario would be arrested for a crime eye never committed but had to prove just where was eye on the night in question. Usually it's the unmentionables no not lawngerie but usually an extras pair of short knee britches or even an extra layer of jeans. Most of the time is lost in tying and untying the shoes. Eye want to keep the ones on the outers with clean inners the pants limned with other pants. In ipso facto the pants soon come sliding on over the knees and up to the home of the brave. (Pause for affect) there is not a lot of things that eye have worn in the desert that eye would want to see again let me tell ewe they get soiled and dirty far too quickly to be kept or reused often. The pants get holes in them the mice aer hungry eye would say rats but not to scare ewe they aer only large mice the best time that eye had was when the GIANT mice came to visit me in deserted land the size of them defies description like ogres they were rally HOGS or pigs as eye recall the Javelina act like mice out in the cactus patches they snort and snuffle and even grovel and pick at food left even in sacks wrapped up and hidden from decay they nose it where it lay. The worst thing is the vandels the thiefs the robbers and the spoilers and the stealers
They take the older stuff more quickly mabe thinking it will save them from the elements look at this shirt see how he salted it to make it repel the rain criminals is always stoopid oh look this flashlight works IF you place in batteries and then shake it like a popcorned bag to make it shine the bulb it works he was HOARDING this FLASHLIGHT why he is homeless we can't let a MAN have anything like this you can use this in your Garden cant ewe Sealy why yes Mealy mabe eye can use it to plant me some more cabbage patch dolls. The vest is now under neath the jacket making out to pose as shirt the collar of the jacket hides the lack of one on vest and sleeves cut off are hidden under long ones on the jacket that eye found and this whole mess goes under the great coat the field jacket that eye found the shirt that eye am missing is my alibi. TOO bad eye can't remember where eye left it just last nite.



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