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RUDE! OneMillion
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RUDE! OneMillion
 Poor people aer targets of drunks smokers players in the fancy cars. Rude beyond belief even to the point of distraction a man said to me last nite as eye was hoping to avoid any trouble or problems it was midnite thirty dark and long forgotten was the day time and one man old homeless limping to the next day was heard to begin cussing some but this is what started the showball rolling. QUOTE the passenger "YOU with the bag you may be able to carry that bag and keep it IFF [he said IFF] iff you can get me HIGH???" Eye totally lost it and cursed rather badly words long forgotten in the past and mye youth. SO RUDE. Eye got a million of em. RUDE. The man in the car this mourning was Hiel Hitler he waved at me with his middle finger so very strang and rude such a gesture means something to him? It is the attitude a homeless person has no arms to bear no weapons of destruction. NO cococain or limnents to get you high. The Chicano personage in the back of the truck was so funny laughing at his own joke he said "eye bet you got plenty them beers" he sounded just like a drunken Indian so rude eye bet the accent is the same when drunking up he remains the rudest of them all for when eye laughed at him he said "HOMEY yes HOMEY eye am talking to YOU." Just like that. Oh lead me down the primrose leaden path oh take my alligator shoes and laugh oh lead me down the lead lined path but leave me all abalone. Peas in the pod hang out in flocks they purloin laughter they bring it to the air laden with rude curses foiled again in aftermint of replying to the negatives. Charlie the Tuna fish likes coffee only soda after that water last. A fish out of water seldom wants a drink only if they tempt mee eye drink and drink and drink mostly Starbucks in my sleep. Eye started in the yard for he had beckoned me to come but when eye got halfway to the garage he stopped me he met me in the yardway and said eye thought you were someone else "Do you want a beer???No thankx said eye and walked away out of sight of a man who sees friends everywhere eye was not upset and he does not qualify for rude and yet his story blends so well with all the rest of them so truly rude so rudely true they tested me and found my words in flaming curses foiled again. Ewe must not pity mee for eye am strong ewe must soon comfort mee for eye am long awaited unrequited love. Iff they gave out nerdy pins for excellance mine would be Blue with white ribbons rather large like the bow tie on the bumpkin complete with water hose connected to the water gun the ping pong ball cannon hid in inside pocket just ewe wait ewe eye will show them some fun. Oh how rude eye become.


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