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Author Name: PremiumDr Fogg 3 Comments
Date Added: October 25, 2012 06:10:13 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
Category: General/Word Banks Add To Favorites | Text Only
 
The Trip LJo's WBC
 
 
 
 
 
The Trip
 
We silently made arrows in the night

My uncle Jim and me.

Surrounded by wolves In a Ukrainian forest

We were doomed inevitably.

 

Last week had been quite ordinary

We caught a bus at Putney green

To go and see the Terminator

A film I’ve never seen.

 

But Uncle Jim had had a pint or two

And we caught the wrong bus you see

Instead of a forty two

We took the forty three.

 

It should have taken several minutes

But the journey lasted days

I was just a lad

And naive in many ways.

 

The forty three took us through Europe

Via Brussels, cologne and Budapest

We ate up all my wine gums

I like the green ones best.

   

So we ended up in the Ukraine

In a log cabin near a pool

I asked Uncle Jim what time the film started

He said "Shut up you bloody fool”

 

The wolves were howling wildly

I won’t pretend I felt secure

Uncle Jim seemed somewhat jittery

"We’re doomed” he said "for sure”.

 

Have you ever heard of anyone

Committing suicide with a bow and arrow?

Well Uncle Jim did! Right into his forehead

He didn’t die, but his chances seemed quite narrow.

 

I found a bottle of aspirin for him

Out of humanity for his awful headache

He made it worse by walking into things

Knocking the arrow deeper for Gods sake.

 

He died the following morning

I reclaimed the arrow then

Put a plaster on his battle scar

And slept till ten PM.

 

Well I woke up feeling hungry

No food was to be found

I searched each little cupboard

And looked carefully around.

 

So I ate Uncle Jim!

Sort of pork in ale flavoured

By virtue of the beer he’d drunk

Each mouthful carefully savoured.

 

You may wonder how my story ends?

I can’t really tell you more

I’m still here eating Uncle Jim

It’s keeping the wolves from the door.

Author's Notes:

  pretend   reclaimed    humanity   savored   silent   secure   virtue

surrounded   wolves   ordinary   battle    scars    arrows in the night

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Comments:
Comment By: FreeLinda Jo on October 25, 2012 06:40:32 PM Report


hahaha...leave it to you to do a SPOOF on my words!!  ok, I have no claim on the words...just a joke!


I actually thought it was going to end with you waking from a dream...shows you what I know. lol


your imagination gets an A+...as usual...and your rhyming skills?  ok, as long as this is a spoof, I give you an A minus.  lol  thanks for this crazy yarn!

Comment By: FreeTomahawk on October 25, 2012 08:00:44 AM Report


Quite a different bent on Ljo's words, I must say, you provided a unique viewpoint on this subject.  Well done, Bill.


 


Len

Comment By: FreeAdri on October 25, 2012 07:00:24 AM Report
Well that escalated quickly. LOL  This is very imaginative, entertaining and somewhat disturbing all in one. 
My favorite part was where you were in a log cabin in Ukraine, by a pool, and you ask when the movie start....  LMAO 

Priceless

Adri 





 


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