Poetry Thursday

 

Frank sat in his lawn chair

Eating peanut butter cracker by the square

When Jonathan L Seagull flew down and asked if he had any to sprare

And when Frank said no Jonathan responded "no fair"

ii

Jonathan L Seagull watched Frank it them all

On a bench outside the town line strip mall

And Jonathan thought "of all the gall"

If only they hadn't jailed his lawyer Better Call Saul

iii

Jonathan could not believe Frank could be so selfish

Like a pearl hoarding shellfish

He prepared revenge as a cold dish

And disaster for Frank he did wish

IV

A week ago Jonathan saw Frank on the boardwalk

Licking an ice cream cone and looking like a dork

It was time to put Jonathan’s revenge plan to work

And teach a lesson to the jerk

V

Jonathan swept down a stole the cone

Like a puppy stealing its big brother's bone

And flew off the parts unknown

Leaving Frank alone

VI

Jonathan landed began to eat hoping it was made of coco

But his experience was a bigger disaster than Fukuoka

Frank had picked a flavor most mediocre

It was frozen tapioca 

VII

I am not satisfied is what Jonathan said

And he thought over what to do while lying in bed

Back to the boardwalk via air he did sped

And took a big poop on Frank's head