Jimmy Meerkat got out of school early and was anxious to join his pack
But when he got home Jimmy saw a jackal named Jack
Going at it with his mother in the sack
And was taken aback
Jimmy immediately said he had to tell his dad
But his mother said that would make her mad
And makw his dad sad
And Jack said “you are married? Egad”.
Jimmy had been raised to tell the truth
And be the perfect youth
But he didn’t want to be a blabbermouth
And rip apart his family like the Lincolns and John Wilkes Booth
The weight of the truth brought Jimmy down
And his dad wanted to know why the frown
And Jimmy decided to stop fooling around
You tell his father his mom was the new queen of Ho town.
Before Jimmy could speak, his mother entered the room.
She asked him to come outside and her face was red as she did fume.
When away from his father, she told him. “I carried you in my womb..
And I will sweep you out of here like dust from my broom.”
Back with his dad he heard him ask what was for dinner and was told bug cake.
Timmy had an epiphany that hit him like an earthquake
.He looked at his mother with an expression like a sly rake
and said, I think from now on, we should all eat steak
Jimmy grew up that day as he saw his mom's face crack.
He had gained the upper hand, and they were never going back.
Soon he had steak for dinner, a car, a TV anda stereo system to play his new Euphoria soundtrack.
And from that day forward, his mother did not get jack.
.


Jimmy got smart.
ReplyDeleteThat is good. Well done.
ReplyDeleteYou win some, you lose some. A life lesson for Jimmy.
ReplyDeleteOne cannot grow up without losing innocence, right?
ReplyDeleteLive and learn...
ReplyDeleteGood revenge but his poor dad.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my blog. Have a lovely day.
Maybe some day I will be brave and try poetry thursday.
ReplyDeleteProfundo poema. Te mando un beso.
ReplyDeleteYou are so clever. :)
ReplyDeleteVery clever 👏
ReplyDeleteThis made me smile. Dear Jimmy, life is a journey.
ReplyDeleteAmalia
xo
Bravo por Jimmy. Un relato impresionante. Besitos y feliz fin de semana
ReplyDeleteRuby Rose if you tire of being a pampered, loved and precious
ReplyDeletePup to your Staff, I think you should write a poetry book
Hugs Cecilia
He was a clever fellow, haha!
ReplyDeletehug Elke
Well done Ruby Rose, you certainly have a great way with words :)
ReplyDeleteYou sure have a way with words, very nice and clever.
ReplyDeleteJimmy, el chico más listo de todos. Muy bueno. Un abrazo
ReplyDeleteI like your poem.
ReplyDeleteJava Bean: "Ayyy, this is why you've got to be careful about going home at unexpected times!"
ReplyDeleteSounds like a family with problems to me, you write such fascinating poetry.
ReplyDeleteDebía ser el gato de Bukowski.
ReplyDeleteO no era un gato.
ReplyDeleteIgual era un gato/chacal/loquesea pero muy loco.
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