Thursday, January 13, 2011

The Black Ops Bread Truck

In the dawn comes the black ops bread truck--

I think you know the one I mean;

Switching out donuts in the misty dawn--

Swapping out custard for creme.

Darling, darling,

I've put a sugar-dusted mini to my eye

But, through the donut, you don't seem any sweeter,

So baby, this is goodbye.

The black ops bread truck people

Perform missions more twisted than a cruller;

But, lambchop, our love has grown stale,

And couldn't really get any duller.

Black ops bakery,

Swoop in, carry me off, like a loaf beneath your arm--

And then.....slap me around until I admit

This poem really sucks. Darn.

I guess I am really just a lightweight--

Like a smuggled-in bag of Happy Chips

Still, dear heart, you've been deposed

And all that other crappy shit...

Our crumby love has ended,

Our inventory is down to the bone--

Now I'm leaving with the black ops bread truck

But I leave you

this stupid



My skills have clearly eroded.


Helen said...

How about a Krispy Kreme for the road?

Marion said...

This is hilarious, pure fun. Thanks for the early morning laugh. I needed it.


Neva Flores said...

Sooo funny! Thank you for this!

Jannie Funster said...

cruller / duller, love it.

Off to eat my Happy Chips now... :)


Lynn said...

Those sugar dusted minis are my favorite. Hee hee. :)

hedgewitch said...

I really got a rise out of that--but enough with the floury language...

'Kay--I'm going now.

mac said...

If it sucks, it sucks in the good way ;-)

TALON said...

Stupid poem? When you have sugar and spice and everything nice in that truck? I don't think so! ;)

Mama Zen said...

Just admit it. You stumbled upon a picture of that truck and just HAD to come up with something to go with it.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

There is no possible way for you to write a crappy poem, even if every line had crap in it, you would make it fact, the line that made me smile the most was "this poerm sucks. Darn." Hee hee. You are so darned good! Your poems always make my day. Truly.

Steve E said...

I think it is a pretty good poem. Considering you wrote it while bumping down the road in a black ops bread truck

"Ah'll take two hoe-wheet, a rah, en a whaht loaf. An' can ya tell me how does that squishy creamy stuff get into those rolls?"

Lisa said...

Well, self admittedly I don't always interpret poems well, however, what i TOTALLY love and RELATE to is this sort of ambivelence, like, what-the-fuck-ever, i got nothing, am done. Can I borrow this as a dear john letter if need be?



Kay said...

yep. fallen in love ... all. over. again.

Gabriella Moonlight said...

I . Love. You! That's all there is to say!!!

Cloudia said...

I SO wish that we could hang out IRL.

Aloha from Waikiki

Comfort Spiral



Cloudia said...

Bimbo was Betty Boops pal 'from the inkwell.'

Shadow said...

words sweet enough to eat? mmmm, maybe not, heee hee heeeee

me_duress said...

Falling for some one - when did it not suck?

But. This. Poem. Does. Not.

Willow said...

Brilliant! Love "Boots..." too

Anonymous said...

Thank you for the {{giggles}} ♥