i can never refuse a challenge --so of course, i couldn't not rise to the occasion.
here ya go--
A SOULFUL CHRISTMAS
It was the night before christmas and all through the house
The soul pets were mental, and spot ate the mouse.
Eevee and sushi were fighting like bears
While jitterbug sharpened her nails on the chair.
Soul checked on her girl, hell, she’s not in her bed
The vision of beating her flashed through her head.
She first checked the closet, the kitchen, then bath,
Only to realize the kid snuck out the back.
She slapped the cat off the chair, kicked the dogs in the teeth,
Then woke up the soulman to go find their teen.
Off to the back door, he ran out in a dash,
His facial rosacia was flaring , it looked like a mask.
The soulman was pissed as he ran out in the cold,
Yelling for soulkid to get her ass home.
Then what to his wandering eyes did appear?
It was soulkid, two friends, and detective, dick greer.
With a sideways glance at her dad, so guilty and quick,
All three of the girls ran passed him and dick.
Inside the house they ran right into soul,
She knocked each of the girls, one by one to the floor.
Don’t move, soulkid, and You, and YOU little vixen,
Tell me, now where you’ve been, or it’s your ass that I’m kickin!
The kids had been out running the streets,
They Sat at the park, they said, but soul didn’t believe.
Soulman walked in from his talk with the cop
The girls looked up and laughed at him wearing his croks!
Soulkid said “dad, I’m so sorry you know,
I just can’t be scared of you wearing croks in the snow.”
He glared down at the girls as they giggled and chirped
While he tried to look angry it just didn’t work.
There were three teenage girls laughing at his feet
He was caught in the middle, with no one to meet.
He burst out in laughter , extending a hand,
soulkid reached from the floor as he helped her to stand.
he sent all the girls to his now half grown kids’ room ,
and said to his wife “what the hell will we do?
the cop got them for curfew , but God knows what’s next,
we know that you’re cursed, now that’s got me perplexed.”
Soul looked up at the soulman, and saw in his eye,
That his little girl growing up had made the man cry.
So many years have now seemed to slip through,
Now there’s so much not done that these parents should do.
Soul lit a cigarette , the man ate some fudge,
Both watching in silence as sushi shat on the rug.
Horrible tunage blared through soulkids walls,
Right into the living room causing soul to bawl.
she was stressing, and achin, and about to crack up,
the music would kill her if it wasn’t shut off!
With a flip of his wrist, he threw open his cell,
soulman texted the kid to shut down stereo hell.
she didn’t text back , but the noise it did cease,
to the soul-parents amazement they were finally at ease.
the man locked the windows , and set the alarm,
then said goodnight to the girls, threatening bodily harm.
if they were to leave in the hours of the night,
he was hoping they knew it would be their last time.
then with a grin he backed out of the door,
no giggles or chirping sounds this time for sure.
he went to his wife and he wished her night to be well,
then he spoke into her ear, welcome dear to teen hell.
BMB 12-17-08
24 comments:
omg that is so good! I felt like I was right there with you guys in teenage hell. lol
Ah... teenagers. They will drive you mental. I think I will have the vision of soulman in crocks in the snow for some time. lol
oh... by the way... ac is baaaack knowing not what.
Hugs! xoxoxoxo!!!
woooo hoooooo ---
i've missed you!!
i'm laaaate gettin my so called early start-- but i'm comin ovah right now !!!!
he really does dress in shorts and croks.. in freezin cold.. hes crazy!!!
and we really are in teen hell--- omg-- you just don't know.
i may die. it's terminal in some cases you know? this is one of them. UGH.
latah
soul-hugz
*clap,clap,clap*
Bravo!!!!!!
Let's give her a standing ovation shall we!
That was great! thanks for the cackels . I was sorely in need of some:))
Love me
glad i could help babe.
any news???
luv me
You surely have a knack for putting things in rhyme. I'm sorry, though, that the girls gave you the event to write about.
Crocks and shorts on a snowy night - and with a heater on the fritz, too. Soulman is one tough cookie.
If the two of you can just hang on this teen-hell will pass.
no no no, mary that's fiction.
just for fun here.
i WISH that was the worst of my worries :))
anyhow--
the shorts and crocks in the cold is true. weirdo man.
hope your day is goin good.
my day is ruined. i need to go finish it up. i've been sittin around too long now, and i can't get UP. ugh.
gotta at least get to the post office. i hate deadlines.
bah hum bug
laterz
lbs-
OMG, you are sooooo good at this...and your iambic pentameter is synchronized. LOLOLOLOLOLOL
Teenagers keep the adrenaline going don't they? If you survive this...you can make it through anything.
hi charlotte :))
love your poetic speek
haven't heard that since i took classes.. it should be ingrained in my mind, i know, but you know -- senile.
and about livin through this... well.... i'll let ya know how that goes. ok? i think it's gonna be a while before we know the outcome.
so far i'm still breathin though. so we shall see.
have a good night..
That poem makes any disaster sound entertaining...the things we go through..and just think..ours is probably yet to come....gads....
yap yankee--- just wait. start learnin all the tricks now-- before you actually need to use them. then ya just pull one out of your bag of tricks, instead of feelin like the bad guy.
i hate to be the bad guy all the time. but someone has to .
arrrrr ghhhh.
later gecko.
I am on my feet and giving you a standing ovation over here Soul. As Val would say, that was effin' awesome. You have a real talent for this...very entertaining.
Once again, you've done it. Like I have said a million times, why or why aren't you writing?
xo
hi gypsy--
good to see you :)
have a seat, it's not "that" good.
i've just been struggling for stuff to write about around here.
at least stuff that isn't all whinin and cryin about somethin.
ugh.
i liked your post today-- i may have to hijack that one for today. if you don't mind.
happy aussie day to ya
laterz
hi j--
once again, i'm thinkin about it.
i may just set a time limit for myself, and take a blog break to work on it.
either it'll work , or it won't.
we'll see, i guess.
see ya laterz maybe-
Damn, that was good! You have to laugh at those moments or you'll cry, right?
jlee-- hi
yep that's for sure. sometimes i can't do either tho.
kinda weird eh?
oh well.
hope you have a good weekend--- i just now realized it's friday!
That was AWESOME!!!!!
amazing!!!! I loved this!!
Sorry though..teen drama..
not for Soul mama!
What a talented poet you are!
I'm so sorry that you've to deal with a teenager.
Simply excellent. If nothing else, the kid is giving you something to rhyme about, and you're exercising your brain.
Teenage hell? I'm there.
that was amazing! You, Soul, are a poet!!
Steve has Croc sandals... even worse than the clog.
When did this little excursion happen?? I hope it wasn't recently;)
omg that was the funniest thing i have read in a very long time... I am still laughing then a thought stricks me,damn i have 3 up and coming teenagers , damn in about 5 years...I will have to print and save this for the day i hope this does not happen......you really need to write your friggin funny!
Merry christmas....
hi there
raine, crusty,motha,cheryl, EE and vick... WOW -- i sure did get behind. sorry bout that.
this is NOT a true incident peeps.. just a poem. could be true -- y'all know my kid.. but if it was true, i reckon it woulda been worse than a curfew charge eh? lol maybe.
hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
don't say nuthin.. that's a rhetorical question. :))
MERRY CHRISTMAS PEOPLES-ES
oh vicki -- i feel your pain..
three? via con dios my darling :))
(that IS Go With God. isn't it???)
if not, that's what i meant...
laterz
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