Friday, September 22, 2017

I'm Sorry. (You're Sorry What?) I'm Sorry, Mrs. Pinocchio.

Jenny wrote a poem
and it sucked hard.
I helped her with it,
until one of us died.

Jenny's mom
was a bitch about it, and got mad.
I said, have you read this?
I dare you.

Beautiful, so beautiful, she said.
Cash me outside, you know it blows.
Open the window,
your nose'll grow.
_______
for Flash 55 at my BFF's.  

12 comments:

hedgewitch said...

Yer killin me here. This is so well-penned! "Cash me outside/You know it blows" spoke to me so personally. Loved it that Coal could come out to play, even if it was over the smoking corpse of old Jen. You rock, and please, remember to have a kickass weekend, or at least, to kick some ass.

Sherry Marr said...

A flash 55 to be reckoned with. You knocked it out of the park.

Cloudia said...

so contemporary that i want you to cash me outslde

Rommy said...

Far too subtle. You're such a shy, reticent thing when it comes to making your opinions known.

Lydia said...

Wow, is it ever good to be here reading this and smiling, and smiling. ♥

Dani H said...

HA!

the walking man said...

Bwahahahaha GREAT 55. Made me laugh for the first time in days. Thank you!

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Paisley Opal said...

This is hot.

Susie Clevenger said...

Oh, I needed the giggles!

Magaly Guerrero said...

Hysterical. And sooo very educational.

angieinspired said...

Everyone else can just suck it.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

:-D