Free verse № 178
Social Parody
Your father lives in Michigan.
"In Michigan? Where's that?"
Michigan is in between the baseball and the bat.
"Huh? What you talkin bout?"
A tourniquet of such. You see, the bleeding stops but then the limb is doomed to die.
"You're rambling again."
As precocious as this may seem: to find a flapjack in a dream is eating breakfast in a bean.
13 comments
Like something I would write.
Except not quite splendidly idiotic.
I have a feeling it was written out of boredom and absolute mindlessness.
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