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[aid] => mick
[title] => Narration of an American Family
[time] => 2004-01-24 15:45:41
[hometext] => This one is a different approach for me. It's meant to start out like a 60s sitcom, narrator and all.. and well from there, things go wild.
[bodytext] => Good morning, Sleepyhead it's time to start a new day Little Billy hears his Mommy say from the doorway So he climbs out of bed and hurries to get dressed While Daddy comes downstairs looking his best Mommy looks up from preparing the morning meal and smiles at her husband They share a loving kiss as little Billy rushes in Then they all sit to feast on a Champion's breakfast Suddenly Daddy notices the time and downs his juice real fast Folds his newspaper and stands, hugging his son and his wife And waves to them both as he leaves in a hurried stride Then Mommy fixes Billy's lunch and walks him to then bus Only after does she step back inside, sighing from the rush Back to Daddy who is hurrying to work Then suddenly we hear a bellow of foul words No wait, it's little Billy on the bus By golly! Where did he learn to cus Must be from Daddy who screams obsceneties as he cuts people off Or Mommy back home? Is that a...joint? Well it makes her cough Did that little one just call Billy a bully? Oh my lord, he just punched him! How could he? And Daddy takes someone's parking spot before he rushes inside Then leans down deeply kisses his secretary with nothing to hide I can't believe my eyes.. I can't believe my eyes.. Mommy just took a hyperdermic needle from her table at bedside And little Billy ignores the driver's shouts as he pounds the boy who cries What has happened to this family that America-made? Good lord, it's as if they've all gone insane! The secretary and Daddy's clothes are all over the place And Little Billy keeps punching while blood splashes his face And Mommy.. oh Mommy.. she's an addict to boot She desperately tries to hide the track mark in her foot And myself, the narrator has just had enough I'm leaving this "Apple Pie Family" for a bottle of whiskey and my transvestite boyfriend, Buff! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 533 [topic] => 56 [informant] => lostinlimbo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => sarcasticpoetry )
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