Reanimated Lavender Granola Switchblade Nun rides again.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Finishing School

Susie brought a pineapple
or perhaps a hand grenade--
Bernice barks and continually tries
to spit in the lemonade.

Linda likes to play 
with matches
and to sprinkle her gruel 
with sand and ashes.

It's not that we want to disappoint--
oh mother, teacher, lofty god;
but Susie is violent, Linda is mad,
and I am feral, mute, and odd.
_____

60 words on the nose for Mama Zen's Words Count at Real Toads. I avoided using "thou" and "ye". You're welcome.

 
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23 comments:

  1. Kerry O'ConnorJune 25, 2015 at 2:41 PM

    Ha! I love this twisted tale of your kind of Finishing School - love the rhyme and the unreason.

    :-)

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  2. hedgewitchJune 25, 2015 at 2:42 PM

    I think Linda has prepared my gruel before...just sayin. I always love when you go back to school, especially finishing school, because you know, some things we just are not done with yet. Here each character, so briefly flashed before our eyes, nonetheless has multiple facets and sharp edges, and the final lines fall in place like the gentle drift of hand-grenade debris. Makes me glad that school's out for the summer.

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  3. IleanaJune 25, 2015 at 3:53 PM

    Model children they are not but they are a source of entertainment for mama, assuming she's a little quirky herself.

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  4. SusanJune 25, 2015 at 4:22 PM

    This recalls Gorey's "Gashlycrumb Tinies." Very funny! Thanks for the song, new to me.

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  5. Gillena CoxJune 25, 2015 at 5:54 PM

    luv the supporting video, its a song i hear a lot and luv it; your poem
    is witty and delightful

    much love...

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  6. Maude LynnJune 25, 2015 at 6:04 PM

    I adore this! I had wondered what became of Texas Ruby.

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  7. Sherry Blue SkyJune 25, 2015 at 6:06 PM

    I echo Joy, I love it when you do a take on finishing school........I just had two phone calls from people who are having issues with their medication, so this was a timely read, LOL.

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  8. Sioux RoslawskiJune 25, 2015 at 7:12 PM

    That lead singer (the girl) looks like such a young kid.

    That must mean I'm reeeally old.

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  9. kaykualaJune 25, 2015 at 9:01 PM

    Wonderful rhyming and easy flow in a little anecdote! Many kinds make for an enjoyable and fun company!

    Hank

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  10. MargaretJune 25, 2015 at 10:41 PM

    ... a pineapple
    or perhaps a hand grenade

    is such an enjoyable beginning! Wow. I swear some of these kids are in my daughter's Catholic school! Loved this.

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  11. HannahJune 25, 2015 at 11:07 PM

    Interesting characters arrived with this!

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  12. JimJune 26, 2015 at 12:22 AM

    I like your 'finishing school' poem, Shay. I hadn't read others. You make it sound like maybe we could come in here and play games with the 'kids'. Only I think the gate to the asylum is locked, this wicked looking fellow pictured wants in. Keep him out!!
    (Also reminded me of Van Gogh admitting himself after he cut his ear off. Poor fellow. Poor 'kids' in your school.)
    ..

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  13. Sweeper of DreamsJune 26, 2015 at 1:05 AM

    brilliant twist of a nursery rhyme, amusing, heartwrenching... still has me smiling. cheers!

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  14. AnonymousJune 26, 2015 at 8:10 AM

    That's some finishing school! Nothing like not being constrained by the rules and wonderful last line!

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  15. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJune 26, 2015 at 8:20 AM

    LOL. But mute you are certainly not!

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  16. AnonymousJune 26, 2015 at 1:17 PM

    Of all the things you may be, mute is not one of them... good for us : )

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  17. LolamouseJune 26, 2015 at 2:49 PM

    You could write a book about your finishing school, and I'd love to read it! Great story!

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  18. C.C.June 26, 2015 at 3:01 PM

    This is a delightfully twisted tale....thoroughly enjoyable to read :-)

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  19. HerotomostJune 26, 2015 at 4:11 PM

    Not sure why but half way through the theme song to Josie and the Pussycats started playing in my head. How odd is that. Those are my kind of girls....Awesome Shay!!!

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  20. brudbergJune 26, 2015 at 4:25 PM

    I have a feeling that I would choose another company.. but I'm pretty sure I have met them all.

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  21. grapelingJune 26, 2015 at 11:43 PM

    I've a feeling I'd be finished after Texas Ruby's finishing school ~

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  22. Pat WahlerJune 27, 2015 at 9:10 AM

    It's like a nursery rhyme for grown ups. Loved the rhythm of this poem.

    Pat
    Critter Alley

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  23. AnonymousJune 27, 2015 at 4:31 PM

    I'm pretty sure I went to school with some of those girls. Well done!

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