Monday, August 25, 2008

The Dinner Party

He walked past the table and he walked pretty fast
He grabbed two pieces of fried chicken
as he hurriedly sped past

His mother cried out, with a mouth full of food,
“ Put that back, don’t you be so rude”!!
He took a bite and then he said
“obey your own rule and don’t you be so crude, your talking to me with a mouth full of food!!”

Well …………that was like a red flag to a bull,
she mumbled something like,
”nanmahndujfdyfkkk and put that back”
he laughed right at her and well, we all joined in,
even the staunchest observer,
would have bent with a grin

well… this just inflamed her
and her blood pressure went high
she spat out some rice and some chicken
as she vented her reply
“don’t talk to your mother and question my rules”
then she tried hard to swallow… while still playin it cool

but some chicken lodged, in the back of her throat
her face turned to red and I thought she would choke
still trying to yell at him she pointed and groaned
so I gave her some help… all on me own!!!!!!!!

I slapped her on the on back……. to help in her plight
But she thought she was Fenech and I copped a right
The chicken came out at a tremendous speed
While his composure turned to panic
And he took off …like well primed steed


The chicken hit our daughter, SMACK, right in the face
With some rice in her hair, all over the place
The son he was smart and could be seen no more
Which left me, alone…. with the full brunt to bore

Well….. I coped it, the finger, and the look
As she threw every insult… she had in her book
I sat there silent….. like dumb struck bunny
With that stupid look on me face
Which at times like this , always!!
Is misinterpreted…. as funny

With her lunch so obliviously out …….for all to see
She “clearly” swore at our son……..as she made promises to me
But the promises she made were not the kind that were good
She mentioned something about the dog and his house of wood
Some thing about Siberia, el NiƱo and a new type of drought
A few words of inspiration that left me filled without any doubt
The son finished his chicken and even the daughter was done
I just sat there quietly, thinking, gee she’s cute when she’s angry
And as she’s standin so near, I wondered if I should ask right now,
If it’s at all …..too early?? for her, to go get me a beer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Copyright Poetry in Paradise 1028534
Jeffrey Goudy 19/08/08

ALWAYS BE NICE

The best advice for life is to always be nice
After all, to be nice is not much of a price
To pay for peace and harmony which we all seek
If someone irks you, simply turn the other cheek

When the chips are down and one ruffles your feathers
Just pretend you’re in a garden full of heathers
Give them a smile and don’t let them see they have won
Keep on being nice; raise your head up to the sun

If all those around you are ranting and raving
Then they should put a stop to their misbehaving
Be nice, and hopefully they will realise in time
We surely know, that being nice is not a crime

Should it be clear that someone is trying to bait
Remember, it is their problem they have that trait
Always be nice, don’t allow them satisfaction
Far better not to set up a chain-reaction

But wait! Just how many cheeks do we have to turn
After all, it’s not brownie points we need to earn
Always be nice, but let them know that we are tough
We’re nice, because we’re made of the right kind of stuff

© Judi Connor - 02.01.09